When Salvador heard that Kyle sent the letter, he was quite surprised. He quickly ordered Derek to hand it to him.As he read the letter, he recognized the handwriting—it really did seem to be Kyle's. When he was the crown prince, he had the honor of receiving a calligraphy piece from Kyle, so he was familiar with his script.The letter mostly described Kyle's travels, but the last part was different.[After climbing Rocky Mountains, I saw thousands of Westhaven soldiers all dressed in Sandoria uniforms. They were also carrying provisions. Sandoria's third prince personally welcomed them into the territory. [This puzzles me greatly. Was Westhaven allying with Sandoria? But why would they bring nearly 300,000 soldiers into Sandoria? I trailed them quietly, and found that they were heading towards the Southern Frontier battlefield. [I fear they might be planning to attack our troops in the Southern Frontier. This is a serious matter. Please consider whether to report this to the k
Carissa couldn't fight the royal guards. Otherwise, the king would be even more convinced she was causing trouble over Barrett and Aurora's marriage.As she watched the king's retreating figure, she quickly said, “Your Majesty! My father was a great general of Starhaven, and my brothers were formidable junior generals who struck fear into our enemies. I may not be as capable as them, but I won’t let personal feelings interfere with matters of the state. Since I divorced Barrett, it’s a clean break. Please believe me this once!”Salvador stopped, but didn’t turn around.“If you know that the Duke of Northwatch and the junior generals were great heroes, then don’t do things that tarnish their names. I can grant you honor, and I can also take it away. Go back. I will pretend you weren’t here today. Take care of yourself,” he said coldly. With that, he strode away.Carissa lowered her hands in frustration. Tarnish their names?Did others, even the king, see her as someone who only
Frederick took a few decorated boxes, and rode out. As expected, the royal guards didn’t question him since their orders were to keep Carissa from leaving the house. The restriction didn’t apply to anyone else in Northwatch Estate, and such a large household naturally had daily errands and purchases.Arriving at Hartstone Estate, Frederick announced that he was delivering a bridal gift from the Duke of Northwatch's family.The gatekeeper reported this, and soon, the steward of Hartstone Estate, Simon Zephyr, came out. After greeting Frederick, Simon said, “Hello, Mr. Carter. The princess said that since Lady Sinclair has just returned home after her divorce, she must have been in need of money. There’s no need for her to spend on a gift for the princess. We appreciate the thought, but the gift isn’t necessary. Please take it back, and there’s no need to come again if there’s nothing urgent.”Frederick was momentarily taken aback. When he saw the indifferent look on Simon's face,
The gates of the Northwatch Estate closed, leaving Amelia outside. Lily refused to comment on anything about the Warrens. Seeing Frederick looking troubled, she asked, “Mr. Carter, what’s the matter?”Frederick handed the reins to the stableman and stretched his left leg, which had started to ache from all the riding. “Lady Heather refused the gift our lady sent to the princess,” he said quietly, not wanting others to overhear.Lily was shocked. “Princess Leona and our lady’s mother were sisters and very close. Why would she... I understand.”Even though the king had granted the title of Duke, Carissa's return to her family after the divorce, along with all the nasty rumors, had severed their kinship. With Carissa's mother gone, her familial ties weakened.In the eyes of the noble families, they believed Carissa was merely living under the protection of her father and brothers and had received special treatment from the king. Consequently, no one respected her.“I left the
Carissa practiced for half an hour, her legs extending gracefully in the air as she nimbly spun several times. Using her inner force, she struck with her spear, and a stone shattered into dust.Frederick was amazed, and he stepped forward to inspect the scene. Every fallen leaf on the ground had a hole pierced through it, without exception.Frederick was overjoyed. “My lady, your spear skills are even better than those of the young generals. You’re almost as good as the duke.”Carissa held the spear in her hand, feeling it fit perfectly. Her forehead was dotted with sweat, and her face was flushed. After a month of intense practice, she had finally regained the level she had when she first left the mountain. “I’ll take the Rose Spear with me on this journey.”Reinforcements would come, but they might be too late. She needed to gather the Pathfinders Guild and some old friends to head to the battlefield, and help the Hell Monarch hold the line until the reinforcements arrived.Th
The first snowfall lasted less than an hour before stopping.Carissa was dressed in her usual plain white attire with a white flower pinned in her hair, and moved gracefully through the estate. She had worn white since her parents' passing, observing the traditional three-year mourning period and avoiding bright colors.She entered the room, her steps steady and unhurried, and greeted Charlotte with a respectful bow. "Hello, Aunt Charlotte."Carissa then nodded politely to Amelia, acknowledging her presence.Charlotte stood up and took Carissa's hand, examining her closely. Carissa's complexion was smooth and pale, her overall appearance even more refined than during her time at the Valor Estate.Satisfied that Carissa looked healthy and well, Charlotte's eyes welled with tears as she recalled Carissa's difficult days with the Warrens. "Carissa, how have you been?" she asked. "Thank you for your concern, Aunt Charlotte. I'm doing well," Carissa replied with a gentle smile as s
Seeing Amelia's restless and anxious state, Carissa couldn't help but smile gently. "Go ahead, speak your mind."Carissa was leaving the capital tonight. If things weren't resolved today, Amelia would return tomorrow or the day after. She didn't want Amelia to spend days standing at the estate's gates and asking to meet her but couldn't, as that would only escalate matters.Carissa knew Rebecca didn't favor Amelia. Apart from not having a son, Amelia's family background was not influential, and her dowry was meager. She lacked the grace and elegance expected of noble ladies.Amelia didn't hesitate to pour out her grievances. Tears fell like rain as she recounted the chaos at the wedding party. Guests had fled, and even the soldiers Aurora invited had left disgruntled. Everyone blamed her, including her husband Benjamin."On their wedding night," Amelia continued with frustration and sadness, "Aurora overturned the table in their room. Barrett had actually left, but when Mom found o
Carissa looked at Amelia's despairing eyes. She realized that Amelia must have been deeply frightened by Barrett divorcing her.Amelia sobbed aloud, hastily covering her mouth with her handkerchief before continuing, "Carissa, it's true! I'm not lying to you. Mom thinks the Warrens have changed for the better, and can now mix with the elite of the capital. She often shows dissatisfaction towards me being the eldest wife in charge but lacking the demeanor of one. She even regrets letting Benjamin marry me."I'm not like you. I can't return to my parents' home if I get divorced. They'll criticize me and say I'm tarnishing my sisters' and nieces' marriages. I'd rather die than get divorced! I won't even have a chance to enter a nunnery."Carissa knew a bit about Amelia's family. Her father is a seventh-rank editor at the Privy Council. Although his official rank wasn't high and he held no real power, scholars value etiquette and reputation greatly. If a family has a daughter who has be