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
After leaving the coffeehouse, Carissa was both angry and amused.What was wrong with Viola? How could she believe Serena's words?Carissa understood well enough why Serena had concocted such a story. She knew what had happened at Helen's tea party, and was aware of the details. Serena had her sights set on Rafael and wanted to become his concubine. By spreading these rumors, Serena hoped to create trouble. If Viola believed the rumors and caused a scene, Rafael might ignore or even disdain Carissa if heard what Serena had said.Carissa was certain that Serena thought this way. Viola's nature, to put it kindly, was straightforward. In other words, Viola was rash and easily influenced. It seemed that finding someone to truly manage the Warren family household was no simple task. Given Viola and Aurora's personalities, their future interactions were likely to be tumultuous.Carissa had initially chosen to meet with Viola and speak candidly to avoid further animosity or misunderstan
Preparations for the banquet had already begun at Northwatch Estate. Since there weren't enough servants in the household, Theodore called some of the younger members of the family to come and help. They brought along some of the family's servants as well.In noble families, when marrying off a daughter, it wasn't customary to host the banquet on the same day as the wedding. Typically, a feast would be held the day before, inviting members of the extended family. Afterward, a three-day-long banquet would be held, allowing the townspeople to partake in the joy and festivities.However, since this was Carissa's second marriage, she didn't bother inviting a local fortune teller to style her hair. Instead, she decided that one of the ladies from Elegance Atelier would handle it on the day.Perhaps it was because her master and the others weren't attending that Carissa seemed indifferent to the pre-wedding rituals.It wasn't that she didn't care about marrying Rafael. She was determined
Carissa accompanied her relatives and friends to watch the theater troupe. Ryan wanted to go, too. Back when he was a beggar, he used to sneak into the theater to beg for food. Sometimes, he would get so engrossed in the performance that he would be caught and beaten before being thrown out.This time, he was able to sit in a proper seat, without any fear of being chased away. His difficult past made him cherish everything he had now.As the music and drums of the performance began, the festive atmosphere grew, and Carissa could feel the joy of the celebration. Her mood lightened a little.After all, one had to move forward in life step by step, no matter what. At least she still had Ryan by her side.Carissa glanced at the program. She'd never been particularly interested in theater performances, so she didn't know much about it. She decided to let Solomon's wife, Emily, choose the performance instead. They enjoyed theater performances, and knew which performances were best su
Jacob's face remained expressionless as he issued an order to the guards. "Escort His Highness back to entertain the guests. He is not to leave the estate until tomorrow evening, when the wedding procession begins. If he leaves before then, all the guards will have their salaries docked for three months."With Jacob's command, the guards all turned their hawk-like eyes to Rafael, forcing him to step back. Slowly, Rafael retreated, getting increasingly further from the entrance.Rafael rolled his eyes. "What are you all trying to do? I just had a bit too much to drink while entertaining the guests. I wanted to go out and get some fresh air to sober up."Jacob gave another order. "Bring a bucket of hangover remedy for the prince!"A whole bucket…?!Rafael glared at Jacob furiously, but Jacob remained unmoved, his heart as hard as a stone. Even if Rafael looked at him like he wanted to gouge his eyes out, it didn't faze Jacob.Luke, who had been running around non-stop, came joggi
Thinking about all of this, Helen felt a mix of emotions.When Rafael was on the battlefield before this, he would refuse any mention of marriage. The resoluteness he expressed in his letters had led her to believe that this son of hers was prepared to remain a bachelor for life. Yet, as soon as he returned victorious, he announced he wanted to marry Carissa.Granted, Carissa was a divorcee, but at least it meant he was willing to take a wife. Besides, after investigating, they found out that Barrett had never touched her. She was still a virgin, so it was acceptable, if only barely.Accompanied by Gillian, Helen entered the newlywed suite on the eastern side of the building. White wedding banners adorned every wall, and new furniture was draped in white silk, tied with intricate decorative knots. The intricate knots were a traditional wedding touch, and they were called Eternal Knots, which represent eternal love and harmonious union.Nearly every new item had a white ribbon on
During her investigation, Carissa learned a troubling piece of information from a young chamberlain. The caltrop Cecil had been playing with had indeed gone missing, and a palace maid had picked it up.The chamberlain had witnessed the moment the caltrop was picked up, and recognized the maid in question as Clara, who served Penelope, one of Salvador's concubines.It was clear to Carissa that Penelope had no reason to harm Connor. Her relationship with Grace and Sylvia was rather indifferent. Thus, Carissa formally petitioned Victoria for permission to conduct an inquiry within the harem and see if Clara was secretly loyal to someone else.As expected, Carissa uncovered that Clara had entered the palace years earlier as a low-ranking maid, assigned to laundry duty and forced to endure a hard life. She was from the same hometown as Lyra, one of Grace's trusted maids.Lyra helped Clara by making arrangements with the head maid, sending her to Penelope's residence to work as a cleaner
While Kylie was still fervently attempting to bring Cecil to Everspring Palace, Carissa arrived."I have long been waiting for you to ask me whether Prince Connor said anything before he passed, Your Majesty. Yet, you never did," she said, looking at the queen.Kylie sharply turned her head toward her, her expression filled with resistance. "There is no need to speak of it. He would have blamed me, for he was always angry with me.""On the contrary, he said that he loved you very much," Carissa replied.A bitter smile curled on Kylie's lips. She clearly didn't believe Carissa's words."He is gone. Why would you make up such things to make me sad?" she said.Carissa looked at the clear finger marks on Kylie's face and her swollen, red eyes. The pain of losing her son should have been a wound to the soul itself, yet here she was, scheming to bring Cecil to her side.Was it for revenge? Or was she trying to secure leverage, pushing Cecil to become the crown prince and crushing Grac
Victoria couldn't hold back her tears upon hearing those words. Connor was a dutiful child, and it was unfortunate that Kylie remained blind to that.Night had fully fallen by the time they set off.Kyle and Isaac, accompanied by Sebastian's apprentices, escorted them. The journey had been well-prepared by Rafael. The carriage wheels had been altered, and several layers of soft padding had been laid inside.Sebastian had also ensured that Connor's injuries were properly secured, wrapping him in several layers. Each layer was padded with cotton, both to keep him warm and to reduce the damage from the bumps during the journey.The bitter cold had driven everyone indoors, leaving the streets deserted. Snow fell in a steady, gentle stream, blanketing the cobblestones in a thin layer of frost. The carriage wheels crunched over the icy coating, the soft sound a contrast to the stillness of the night.Salvador watched for a long time, well past the point when the convoy had disappeared f
Connor had endured for three days, a feat that even Sebastian had not anticipated. Given the severity of his injuries, it was highly unlikely that he would survive past the second day, yet he defied expectations and lingered on.As had been mentioned earlier, his survival meant that the internal bleeding had ceased. Though the journey ahead wasn't ideal, it was their only option. They had to set out.Over the past three days, Victoria and Salvador had scarcely slept, remaining by Connor's side the entire time.Connor was only awake for brief moments. When he was, his face was pale from the excruciating pain, leaving him unable to speak. But when he opened his eyes and saw his grandmother and father, it seemed to give him the strength to keep going.He had no idea how much his determination had moved everyone. For three days, each time he woke, he endured the pain, only to drift back to sleep after the needle treatment. Asleep or awake, the only thing that filled his mind and dreams
Keith sighed. "Lady Sylvia, surely Prince Cecil must be allowed to speak for himself. Even if he is innocent, it should be him who says so.""There's no need for him to speak. What I say is the truth," Sylvia declared firmly.Her gaze shifted to Carissa, her eyes glinting with an icy, cutting hostility. "I know what you seek, Lady Carissa. You wish to satisfy your duty and claim merits. And since I have never treated you kindly, you will believe that Cecil and I are guilty, even when the evidence is not so clear. But I won't allow you to succeed. I won't allow you to harm my son. I will make my stand with my own life, if necessary."As soon as Sylvia finished speaking, she reached for the scissors on the table. With a swift, deliberate motion, she plunged it into her own throat.Carissa had already been on alert, but she didn't expect the concubine's actions to be so immediate and without any hesitation. By the time she reached Sylvia, the woman had already removed the scissors, an
By the time they arrived at Laurel Palace, the sky had darkened.Laurel Palace stood in an isolated corner of the palace district, separated from the Cold Palace by only a single wall. The bitter wind howled through the trees, its wailing like the cries of restless spirits.As Carissa led Victoria's head chamberlain, Keith, along the narrow path, she took note of the wild grass lining the way. Most of it was dry and brittle, with only the occasional pale green shoot clinging to life. Winter in the north was unforgiving. It allowed no sign of growth, just as the abandoned Cold Palace permitted no trace of hope.Ordinarily, Keith did not accompany Carissa on visits to the other residences. But this time, at Victoria's command, he had insisted on following her to Sylvia's chambers. Carissa understood the queen dowager's reasoning. Keith had served by her side the longest—if there was scheming afoot in the harem, none could decipher it better than he.It seemed Sylvia had been waiting
Grace seemed momentarily taken aback, her grip tightening on the handkerchief. "What is it, Your Grace? Do not hesitate to speak plainly.""Not long ago, the harem was abuzz with rumors. First, it was said that Lady Sylvia was responsible for Lady Jeanette's miscarriage. Then, the rumor shifted, claiming it was Queen Kylie. You've overseen the harem for so long, Lady Grace. You must have some idea of where these rumors originated and who might have spread them, yes?" Carissa asked.Caught off guard by the question, Grace's sorrowful expression stiffened for a moment as she exchanged a furtive glance with Lyra. But she quickly masked the slip and regained her composure."The palace has always been rife with gossip. There is no need to dwell on such matters. Perhaps you might focus on the investigation into Prince Connor's murder, Your Grace?" she replied."The queen dowager has ordered me to investigate thoroughly, starting from Lady Jeanette's miscarriage. So, while the case of Pri
Carissa paid a visit to Jeanette.Though the concubine did not explicitly say that Sylvia was responsible for the loss of her child, she did remark, "Those who commit wicked deeds will always face retribution. No one can escape it."The words seemed not only directed at Sylvia, but also at Kylie.As Carissa prepared to leave after questioning her, Jeanette suddenly spoke up, asking, "Your Grace, was it truly impossible to save Prince Connor?"Carissa assumed Jeanette's words were born of sympathy for Connor. But when she glanced at the concubine, she saw no trace of sorrow in her eyes, only a subtle glint of something resembling satisfaction.It was an emotion she clearly tried to conceal but could not, as though Jeanette had achieved a long-sought revenge. Carissa chose not to respond, instead turning on her heel to leave.Kylie had caused Jeanette's loss, so it was no surprise that she wouldn't wish for Connor's recovery.Carissa couldn't fault Jeanette for her feelings. How c
Kylie had always looked down on Grace.The latter's family lacked distinction, and her beauty could scarcely be considered remarkable. Her rise to the position of higher-ranked concubine seemed nothing more than the result of fortunate circumstances, particularly her giving birth to Caden.Kylie guessed that Grace also must be aware of her limited connections and support, which was why she had long exercised caution and humility. However, there were times when she could not resist harboring a few selfish thoughts. Yet, she dared not plot too aggressively.Such had been the case when Grace had sheltered Jeanette—likely in an attempt to solidify her position and strengthen her influence in the harem by using the other woman as a pawn. Despite Grace's attentions, Jeanette had remained ungrateful, resenting the way she constantly placed Caden in Salvador's presence.Grace always had a habit of making things harder for herself, which was why Kylie had never held her in much regard.Now