After the art exhibition concluded, the king, accompanied by the high-ranking officials, left in high spirits. The ladies also took their leave. Given today's events, the Duke of Northwatch's household had likely solidified its position in the capital. Even Salvador himself had attended, which was a considerable honor.As Heather prepared to depart, she felt a pang of dissatisfaction. Carissa had arranged for a painting to be delivered to Helen, but Heather, her maternal aunt, had received none. The king or officials bought the paintings, and since her husband didn't attend, it was difficult for a woman like Heather to compete with the men for one.However, whether she bought one or not was one thing. Carissa should have at least given her a painting to show that bygones were bygones. Yet, until her departure, Carissa had never mentioned it. She only curtsied and said, "Please take care of yourself, Aunt Heather."Heather's smile was strained. "No need to trouble yourself with
Heather was left speechless by Leona's words. After a long pause, she tried to deflect some of the blame onto the Avis. "Avis is also Carissa's aunt, and she was the one who acted as a matchmaker for them. Why hasn't she come back? It shows that it's not just me who's cold-hearted—everyone’s like that!"Leona sighed. "It's not like you're unaware of Aunt Avis's situation. She's been ill, and likely couldn't make the trip. Besides, she doesn't have control over Prince Yuvan's estate. It's managed by his secondary concubine. It's almost like she's been kept under house arrest."Heather sighed in resignation. "Forget it. I won't keep up relations with your cousin in the future. You can maintain contact with her if you wish, as we can't completely sever ties. After all, she is Prince Rafael's future wife. You may think we're both princess consorts, but it's not the same. Your father is ineffectual and cowardly. While Prince Rafael may not hold military authority now, he controls the My
As Carissa escorted Leona to the door, she couldn't help but say, "Don't always sacrifice yourself and try to please others. It doesn't necessarily mean they'll value you more."Leona looked at Carissa, then shook her head and said firmly, "That's not true, Cari. People's hearts are made from flesh, not stone. I can always warm theirs."With that, she was helped into the carriage by her maid.Watching Leona's departing figure, Carissa felt an inexplicable chill. It was as if an ominous premonition had settled over her.Returning inside, Carissa still felt cold and asked Lulu to bring her a hot water bottle.Lily noticed this, and asked, "My lady, are you feeling unwell?""No, I just suddenly feel very cold," Carissa replied.Lily was puzzled since Carissa was wearing a fur cloak, and there was a fire going in the room. How could she be cold?After feeling Carissa's forehead and finding it unusually cool, Lily summoned Rowan from Ryan's quarters to check her.Carissa said it wa
After Rowan returned to the physician's office, he reported to Sebastian about Carissa's inquiry regarding Avis.Sebastian glanced at him, and asked sternly, "You didn't say anything inappropriate, did you?"Rowan replied, "I would never do that. I only mentioned that Lady Avis has gone to Verdant Monastery for her recovery."Sebastian sighed. "We should keep this under wraps for now. Let's address it after the wedding. If she learns of it now, she'll certainly go there herself."Rowan nodded. "I think the same. With the wedding so close and yesterday's art exhibition drawing even the king, no one in the capital will dare to speak ill of her. If we stir up trouble with Prince Yuvan at this critical moment, it will only lead to endless disputes.""Exactly. She’s already facing criticism and jealousy for her second marriage and high status. Yesterday's art exhibition silenced those gossips. If the wedding proceeds smoothly and she hears only good things, then life will be easier aft
Snow had fallen for two days, not continuously but intermittently. The grounds were covered in a thick layer of snow, though the servants had cleared paths that made walking possible.The orchids were in full bloom, but buried beneath the snow. With a kick, the snow would scatter, and the flowers would flutter down along with it.Amid the sea of white, with purple petals drifting down, Carissa and Ryan had built a snowman. Ryan enthusiastically found two pebbles to use as the snowman's eyes, giving it a quirky, adorable appearance.Carissa draped a cloak over the snowman, and added a hat. From a distance, it looked remarkably lifelike.Not far away, Kyle had set up his easel and had been painting for some time. It had been a while since he had seen Carissa so lively, and this painting would eventually be sent back to their guild.By the twentieth day of December, with the wedding imminent, Carissa found herself overwhelmed with preparations.The wedding gown had arrived; after mo
With only four days left until the wedding, Carissa was growing increasingly anxious as her master and the others hadn’t yet arrived.She went to ask Kyle, "Has Master sent any pigeon post? When will they get here?"Kyle was busy carving something with a chisel, and only seemed to remember when she asked. "Oh, I almost forgot. Master did send a pigeon saying that they won't be coming to your wedding. He said that once you have time, you should bring Prince Rafael to visit them at Meadow Ridge.""They're not coming?" Carissa was deeply disappointed. "But didn't they say they would?"Kyle chuckled. "You know, Master doesn't like to move around much these days. He prefers to lie down when he can, sit when he can't lie, and stand only when absolutely necessary. Especially in this cold weather, he's even lazier. So, he decided not to come. Instead, you'll have to visit them when you have the chance.""But if Master isn't coming, what about the other guild seniors? They could come, co
On the twenty-second day of December, Kyle indeed left.Carissa held onto his sleeve as she saw him to the door. The biting cold wind whipped around them, and the overcast sky suggested that snow was once again imminent.Carissa sighed inwardly. Even Kyle was leaving. She could only hope for clear weather on her wedding day. If it didn't snow, at least the bridal carriage would have an easier time moving. She had no other extravagant wishes.Kyle smiled and said, "I've ordered some jewelry for you at the Gilded Tower. Send someone to collect it. The payment has already been made, and the receipt is with Frederick.""I'll have Frederick go over later," Carissa replied, watching as the stable hand brought out Kyle's horse. She couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. "You're really in a hurry to leave? Can't you stay a couple more days?""No, it's urgent," Kyle said, gently rubbing her forehead. "We'll see each other soon enough. Aren't you planning to go back to Meadow Ridge?"
Carissa had not been entirely clear when she spoke that day, primarily because it seemed that Viola was quite happy with her match with Barrett.If she had outright said that Barrett was also interested in her dowry, it would only have led to Viola's resentment and suspicion, making her think that Carissa was intentionally slandering him."But my daughter is foolish," Evelyn continued. "When Mrs. Murray came and asked her about this match, Viola agreed without a second thought. It was a marriage we couldn't refuse, and I suspect you understand the reasons behind it."Carissa nodded. "I have a general idea."The crux of the matter was Oliver taking over the Hell Monarch. The king's wish was for Barrett to marry into the Prince family, as this alliance would allow Oliver to promote Barrett. If the Earl of Silverstone's family objected, it was likely that the Hell Monarch Army would change its general. Given that the Earl of Silverstone's family and reputation were already on the de
Sitting in front of her vanity table, Sylvia suddenly recalled that the dress she had once asked her mother to order from Camila had been delivered. She had intended to wear it at the New Year's Eve banquet.The dress was a rich shade of sunset yellow, embroidered with delicate camellia flower blossoms. Charming and vivid, the hem of the skirt flowed in graceful waves, the brightness of its color giving it an air of both beauty and refinement.Sylvia asked Heidi to bring the dress over and help her into it. She gazed into the mirror, entranced by her own reflection. While doing so, she noted that although she looked a little haggard, she remained as stunning as ever. Her skin was still pale and smooth, free from the slightest sign of age or fatigue.Her slender, pale fingers traced the intricate embroidery as she murmured softly to herself, "Ms. Moore's needlework is indeed extraordinary. This dress surpasses even the finest dress I own. How truly exquisite."Heidi knelt at her sid
The next morning, Rafael announced Connor’s death, leaving the entire court in shock and mourning."His Majesty is overcome with grief and has fallen ill. For the next few days, matters regarding the kingdom will be handled by myself and Mr. Murray. The arrangements for Prince Connor's funeral will be overseen by the Royal Management Department and the Protocol Department," Rafael said solemnly.Malcolm staggered, barely keeping his balance. His eyes were bloodshot from a sleepless night. Even though he had mentally prepared himself, the news still hit him hard.The news reached the inner palace at the same time. Since returning last night, Kylie had been wailing inconsolably, demanding to see Connor. Upon hearing the dreadful news, she fainted once more. Thankfully, a royal physician had been stationed at Everspring Palace and was able to revive her.Once the queen was conscious again, her screams echoed throughout the entire area.At Iridescent Palace, Grace felt a mix of relief
Salvador announced his decision before asking Rafael about the investigation.The king knew the colt wouldn't go wild for no reason. He had asked about the horses before—some had a bit of a temper, but the children had already tamed them.Rafael didn't hide anything and handed over the caltrop. "Someone placed this under the saddle. When the saddle was empty, the thorn caused only a mild discomfort to the horse. But once Prince Connor got on, the sharp spikes stabbed into the horse's flesh, causing it to go berserk from the pain."Salvador's gaze grew cold as he looked at Carissa. "Did no one inspect the saddles beforehand?"Carissa hurriedly responded, "Your Majesty, we checked thoroughly. The horses were under constant guard, and aside from the three princes and Ryan, no one was allowed near them. They led their own horses; no one else handled them during the journey."Victoria's expression was equally grim. "I gave strict orders to the guards. The horses, the three princes, and
Salvador's question hung heavy in the air, and for a long moment, Sebastian remained silent. His brow furrowed as he pondered, considering every possibility, weighing the odds.The only sounds that filled the room were strained, shallow breaths and the pounding of hearts, creating a silence so profound it was suffocating and seemed to echo with despair.At last, Sebastian slowly said, "There isn't really a solution. At best, there's a desperate gamble. But the chances of success… are very, very low.""Tell us. Just say it," Victoria urged, even more anxious than Salvador.Sebastian let out a deep sigh. "Even this gamble depends on him surviving the next three days. If he makes it through, I'll take him to Eldermere Keep. There, we will soak him in a brew made from the Everbind Herb, which grows only on those grounds. It might save his life. But the chances are slim. He may not last long enough to even get there.""Can't we gather the Everbind Herb and bring it here? How would we m
Connor was transferred to a smaller palace within the royal gardens. It was impossible to return him to the main palace at the moment, with the only choice being to treat him nearby.As for his condition, everyone could guess by looking at Sebastian's face. It seemed like it wasn't looking good.Rafael had the room cleared of any unnecessary witnesses, though he did not yet report the findings of the investigation. There were still questions to be answered, and the search for answers continued.All the concubines, as well as Kylie, returned to the main palace. The queen had initially refused to leave her son's side, adamant in her decision to stay with him. But upon seeing Connor's condition, she fainted once more. It was then that Salvador gave the order to have her escorted away.Ryan had also resisted leaving. He wouldn't abandon his friend, no matter the circumstances, and insisted on remaining at his side. Seeing the boy's resolve, Rafael allowed him to stay.Salvador remaine
The guards were unable to restrain Kylie, who rushed past the partition screens. One glance at her blood-soaked son was enough to make her release a piercing scream of horror before collapsing in a faint.Thankfully, royal physicians were also present. The servants quickly ushered the queen out, allowing a royal physician to attend to her. Once revived, Kylie's sobs were unrestrained, her cries echoing with raw anguish.Leading some men, Rafael took swift action to restore order. He intercepted the frenzied horse and set the wheels of investigation in motion, determined to uncover what had caused such madness.Inside the makeshift room, Salvador knelt beside Connor. As his trembling hands gently brushed the bloodied face of his son, his palms became stained with crimson.Telling the king to move aside, Sebastian quickly administered needle treatment, meant to simply keep Connor alive for a little longer. The priority now was to stop the bleeding in the eldest prince's head.The bo
Carissa ended up with a mouthful of dust. The sandy ground was nothing like the grassy fields. It had no beauty at all, just clouds of dust flying everywhere. Even standing inside the racetrack, she could hardly see who was in the lead.It looked like Joseph's youngest son, Ingram Carter.As the horses cleared the hurdles, it became clear that it was indeed Ingram. His horse had pulled ahead by a full length, and he continued to extend his lead with impressive speed.While lively, the race was not a formal contest. It was merely a display to flatter the royal princes, so the position of first place held little significance.None of the riders were willing to push themselves too hard, lest they raise the princes' anxiety by excelling too greatly. Thus, the others refrained from catching up. However, the pace was swift, even if it was not their peak performance.By the time the current riders reached the third lap, Ryan and the three princes were preparing to mount their horses. Onc
Carissa was especially busy today. Her presence was felt throughout the palace grounds, as she hurriedly moved from one task to the next. Now, she was back at the racetrack, overseeing the arrangements and ensuring everything was in order.The equestrian competition was set to begin shortly. A large group of military officers and young men from noble families had already gathered outside the track. All of them held their horses, eagerly awaiting their turn.The event itself was straightforward—each rider was to complete three laps around the track. At intervals, two-foot-high hurdles would be placed in their path, and each rider would need to leap their horse over the barriers without knocking them down. The winner would be the first to complete all three laps.In truth, calling it a "competition" was somewhat of an exaggeration.For well-trained horses and skilled riders, the two-foot barriers posed little challenge. But the height had been chosen specifically for the three royal
The stables had already been thoroughly inspected. The horses were fed and groomed, ready for the day's festivities. The four children chattered excitedly, each tending to their own mount while exchanging lively remarks about the grand occasion.Despite Sylvia's fall from favor, Cecil seemed entirely unaffected. His face was bright with a cheerful smile.Naturally, Sylvia was present as well. No matter how she was treated within the harem, she remained, in the eyes of the public, Cecil's mother and an esteemed concubine of the kingdom.However, Jeanette had been too unwell to make the journey and had remained behind.Leading their horses out for a short ride, Cecil decided to test himself. Previously, he had always required assistance to mount. Today, he attempted the feat alone. To his delight, he succeeded in swinging himself onto his horse's back without aid.His face lit up with triumph. "Connor, Caden, Ryan! Look at me! I did it all by myself!"His exuberance was infectious.