Molly sent a notice to Silverstone Estate, stating that she would be visiting the next day. Upon recalling Carissa's words, Zoey's expression turned grave.After a moment of thought, she instructed Jane, "Prepare gifts. I need to make a trip to Hell Monarch Estate.""Madam Zoey, shouldn't we send a formal invitation first?" Jane asked. "Going like this might come off as a bit rude.""No need for that. When I took Viola back with me, I mentioned to the princess consort that I would come to apologize in person. So, this visit wouldn't be seen as disrespectful." With visitors from Yuvan's family arriving tomorrow, there was no time to wait for an invitation to arrange a meeting.At Hell Monarch Estate, Carissa noticed Zoey's swollen face, the marks of fingers still clear on her skin."Are you alright?" Carissa asked.Zoey smiled bitterly. "I'm fine. The injury is self-inflicted. No one at Silverstone Estate would dare to touch me."Carissa didn't want to pry into her family affai
Carissa's words were clear enough for Zoey to grasp their meaning. She didn't dare to dwell on other implications, as they were beyond her purview as a woman. What she could do was ensure that the Earl of Silverstone's family maintained clean and transparent relationships with everyone.After Zoey left, Jacob stepped into the room.It was uncommon for Jacob to see Carissa alone, but he had taken notice of the situation since Zoey entered the room and had stayed outside to listen for a while.Carissa was aware he had been eavesdropping, and asked, "Do you think I handled that conversation appropriately?""It was perfectly balanced," Jacob replied. "You couldn't have been too direct, but you couldn't stay silent either. After all, the troops in the Southern Frontier consist of either the Sinclair Army or the Hell Monarch Army."Carissa sighed. "Yes, I can't just stand by and do nothing. But with Zoey in charge at Silverstone Estate, there are certain things she can't understand too
After Janice left, Violet said, "That person seems quite unpleasant."Carissa chuckled. "Don't say that. She's actually quite handy. After all, she comes from the palace. Nowadays, Lulu has much less to do."Violet smiled and asked, "When do you plan on letting Lulu go? She's at the age to get married."Carissa sighed. "I was thinking of finding someone for her once things settle down. It's hard to let her go, but she's the same age as I am. If I wait too long, she'll be an old maid.""What about Rod?" Violet raised an eyebrow."I'm afraid he'd starve Lulu."Violet burst into laughter. "That's true! He has to support his guild. How much money would he have left for a wife? A man like that shouldn't get married—he'll only ruin a woman's life. Do you remember? He once said he wanted to marry you. Alana chased him down and beat him up for being such a little flirt."Carissa laughed too, though her heart felt heavy. Meadow Ridge and the capital seemed like a dividing line, splitting
Leah was fuming with anger. "Get out of the way, old hag! I've put up with you for too long! I respected your age, but I didn't realize you were completely incompetent. I've never insulted an elder in my life, but I'll make an exception for you. You'd better not force me to slap you. If you can't keep your mouth shut, I'll sew it shut for you."Leah had always respected her elders and cared for the young, but she was, first and foremost, a martial artist. If she gave others an inch of respect and they tried to take a mile, then she wouldn't hold back from retaliating.Dorothy was furious. Abigail quickly supported her and whispered as they walked, "Mother, please don't stir things up. It won't look good if the Hell Monarch's princess consort shows up and sees this.""Am I supposed to be afraid of her?" Dorothy snapped. The one she loathed most was Carissa. "Though she's a princess consort, she has no right to interfere in the affairs of our household. Even Lady Heather hasn't said
In the outer room, a group of women sprang to their feet at the sight of Carissa, but she didn't spare them a glance. She lifted the curtain and strode inside, with Violet close behind.When Carissa saw Leona's condition, she gasped in shock. How did Leona injure her forehead?"Ivy, how are things?" Carissa grasped Leona's hand and settled at the edge of the bed, using her sleeve to wipe away the sweat and tears from Leona's face.Ivy was administering acupuncture, the quilt pulled high, revealing a belly covered in needles.With a heavy sigh, Ivy said, "It's more than just a case of disturbed labor. I'm afraid the fetus may have been harmed. We've given her labor-inducing medicine, but there are no signs of delivery yet—it's already been three hours."Leona's face twisted in agony. "Cari… It hurts so much.""Don't be afraid, okay? I'm here, Leona." Carissa reassured her, turning to Ivy. "Is Sebastian not in the city?""He's treating someone on the outskirts. Alana has gone to
Leona's maids, Hazel and Kate, were also crying in sorrow at Dorothy's words. When Hazel saw Carissa preparing to head outside, she hurriedly spoke up, "Your Grace, Mr. Samuel was trying to convince Lady Leona to speak on his behalf to the king. He hoped to restore his position and title. Lady Leona refused, saying he didn't deserve it. In a fit of rage, he pushed her—it's not Lady Leona's fault! Madam Dorothy's words are deeply hurtful to Lady Leona."Carissa was furious. She pushed aside the curtain and stepped out, her cold gaze landing squarely on Dorothy's face. The older woman was momentarily taken aback by the sharpness of Carissa's eyes, but she quickly straightened up, reminding herself of her seniority and status. Even as a princess consort, Carissa had no right to meddle in the affairs of the Earl of Gracehold's family."What do you intend to do, Your Grace?" Dorothy asked in a defensive tone.Carissa fixed her with an icy stare. "If I hear one more word from your mou
Abigail nearly collapsed to the ground. She looked pleadingly at the midwife, but the midwife was also at a loss. In her lifetime, she had witnessed the dangers of childbirth many times, but when it became that perilous, there was no saving either the mother or the child."What do we do? What can we do?" Abigail cried, tears streaming down her face as she wiped the sweat from Leona's brow. "You're suffering so much, Leona. I'm so sorry.""It hurts..." Leona could only repeat those two words, her gaze pleading for help from one person after another, but no one could offer her relief.Outside, hurried footsteps echoed—Heather had arrived. She rushed into the delivery room, pushed Carissa aside, and took Leona's hand in her own. "Leona, I'm here. How are you feeling?""Hurts…" Leona looked at her mother with no trace of joy. In fact, she looked fearful and wanted to pull away from Heather's grasp as she searched for her cousin."Just endure a little longer. Giving birth is painfu
They waited for nearly an hour, and Leona had lost the strength to cry out in pain. She felt as though she had been pulled from the depths of water, her body drenched in sweat. Carissa stood by, wiping Leona's forehead with a cloth and murmuring comforting words into her ear. But in her agony, Leona couldn't process any of it. She felt as if she were on the brink of death.She managed to open her eyes with great effort, but they were vacant and hollow. She forced out a pained whisper, "It'd be better…better to just die.""Don't say such foolish things. Sebastian is almost here," Carissa choked out, overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness. It was the emotion she feared the most, as it signified her inability to do anything.Tears streamed down Heather's face. "Leona, please listen to me. Don't talk like that. Just hold on a little longer. Listen to your cousin. Sebastian is coming."Leona could only emit feeble groans, her eyes wide and unseeing. All her remaining strength was devo
Having failed to convince my mother, I went to my father. However, his response was even more severe.They thought I opposed the marriage because I hadn't spent time with Phineas. They were also convinced that since the match was already being arranged, it would be best for him to take me out and build some rapport between us.I didn't want to go, but my mother's maid forced me into the carriage. The maid was also told to watch me closely to ensure I didn't speak out of turn.Phineas looked all polished up, with shiny hair and a face like he had powdered it that morning. He initially showed me some respect, but soon enough, his true nature began to show. He made crude comments about my appearance, saying that if it weren't for my looks and the fact that I was from the Spencer family, he would never have considered marrying me.His condescending attitude made me uncomfortable. If that had been the worst of it, perhaps I would have simply let it go. But on our way back, he pinched me
Startled, I quickly turned around. Not far behind me stood a man, half-hidden in the shade of a tree. He wore a simple black outfit, his figure thin and unkempt, with dark circles beneath his eyes.It was him—the scholar from the bridge who sold paintings, the one Mr. Klein had called a hopeless case, a student who had dropped out to care for a woman."You're speaking nonsense," I exclaimed, wide-eyed, a shiver running through me at the thought of his strange words. "I've never heard of any water demons here. You're just trying to trick me."Though I had no fear of death, I was uneasy at the thought of demons, particularly if they were going to trap me beneath the mud."I'm not lying to you." Cassius stepped forward, his frail frame seeming even more fragile against the breeze. "If you look around, you'll see no one is here. Why else would such a lovely place be devoid of visitors?""That's because the people who come here are not tourists. They come to pray, and they leave once t
After a while, my cousin and her maid returned to find me. I asked the maid to hand thirty copper coins to Cassius. He smiled and thanked me kindly.I thought our meeting was just a chance encounter and I would never see him again. However, to my surprise, during Grandma's birthday celebration a month later, I saw him again.Our family was hosting a grand dinner, and Leonard Klein, a renowned scholar, had come with his apprentices. And there Cassius was, standing among them.In Ebonflow, the rules for social gatherings weren't as strict as in the capital, with women being allowed to be in the front hall during a banquet. Of course, Cassius didn't recognize me. After all, I had been wearing a veil when we first met, so he had only seen my eyes.He didn't stay long. After presenting Grandma with a beautiful painting, he quickly excused himself, saying he had business to attend to at home.Once he left, Mr. Klein spoke of him with a tone of regret, explaining, "He's a clever young man
Anyone who knew me, Liana Spencer, spoke of me with scorn. Even strangers who heard my story would spit on the ground and say I had no shame.Everyone knew that running away with a man was worse than theft or murder. It was a disgrace no family could easily bear.Many asked me the same question: Did I regret it?I never regretted marrying him, but I did carry guilt in my heart. Because of me, the Spencer family's name was dragged through the mud. My brothers, sisters, nieces, and nephews had a much harder time finding good matches because of my choices.As a daughter of the Spencer family, I lived in comfort from the moment I was born. I wore fine dresses, ate the best foods, and was showered with love. My parents doted on me, while my brothers spoiled me terribly.But there was something wrong with me.By the time I was fourteen, I still hadn't gotten my monthly courses. We consulted physician after physician, and I drank countless doses of bitter medicine, day and night. Yet, no
Snow fell softly in the dead of winter, blanketing Victory Pass in white. At that moment, the world seemed to have been made pure again.For years, I wore nothing but a tattered priest's robe. I carried a broken bowl and wandered from place to place, asking for food. I stopped only briefly at temples along the way to rest for a night or two and kneel before the statues to beg for forgiveness.I could have stayed at the first monastery I was sent to. Life there wasn't easy, but it wasn't so hard either. I had warm meals and shelter from the cold. But I knew if I stayed in comfort, I would never wash away my sins.Only by suffering, by staying on the road and bearing the cold, the hunger, the pain, could I find peace in my heart.And so, I came to Victory Pass.My sandals had long since fallen apart. Thick calluses had grown on my feet; I could walk barefoot over rocks and barely feel a thing. Even with every piece of clothing I owned layered over me, the winter cold still cut throug
It was during the Verdant Hunt that Connor fell out of favor with Dad, who scolded him harshly before we left the hunting grounds. Once we returned to the palace, Connor fell ill. Ryan and I were both terribly worried, but Mom was delighted.She held me close that evening, her smile sharper than usual. "After this, your father is sure to be tired of your brother."She told me I must work harder than ever, and to listen closely to the royal chancellor and my uncle."Study better than anyone. Earn their praise. And most importantly, outshine your brother," she said.My heart felt torn. Mom often spoke of the rewards that came with being crown prince, and I won't lie, I was tempted. However, those were all distant things.At the time, I was close to Connor, Ryan, and even our youngest brother, Cecil. We all got along so well. How could I possibly hate my older brother?Those thoughts tangled inside me, day after day. I lost focus. My studies slipped. I made mistakes during riding pra
Before I took the vows and entered the monastery, my name was Caden.From the time I was young, I often heard the same praise whispered around me: "This child is sharp beyond his years—clever, quick-witted, the finest of the three princes."I heard it so often that I came to believe it myself. At times, I even felt proud. But whenever I let that pride rise too high, Mom would bring me back to earth.She would look at me, her eyes soft but filled with something I couldn't quite name—pity, perhaps. And then, she would sigh and say, "What a pity you were born of my womb. If not, you might have risen above that foolish one. But fate favored him, not you."That "foolish one"—I knew well enough who she meant. I had heard her say it so many times in private, though never once in public.It puzzled me greatly as a child. Mom clearly disliked my eldest brother, Connor, more than anyone. Yet, whenever he came near, she would smile warmly and speak kindly. She would even flatter him, calling
Two childhood friends were now each giving their all on very different paths.Clarence had started with herbs, then medicine, and in time, healing became his entire world at Eldermere Keep. At first, it was merely something to pour his heart into, because he knew he would never be allowed to leave the mountain and open a medical hall of his own.But then Ryan came, and afterward, sent Clarence a letter.That letter changed everything.For the first time, Clarence began to hope that maybe, just maybe, he could go down the mountain after all. And once that hope took root, he threw himself into his studies with more energy than ever before. He barely slept, rarely left the apothecary, and sometimes forgot to eat.Because of the pain he had once endured, he focused his efforts on curing injuries and chronic pain. Of course, a good physician had to know more than one thing, so he studied every field without neglecting any.There was a fire inside him now. A quiet flame that had not bur
"Elise, must your mouth run on without end?" Carissa frowned at her daughter, who had been chattering away beside Ryan from the moment he stepped through the door.The little girl's face was flushed from the sun, her hair tangled into a messy nest that made it clear she had only just returned from playing outdoors. She hadn't stopped talking since Ryan came back from his travels, pestering him with questions about what he had seen and done.Elise turned to Carissa with wide eyes, looking up with a face so innocent it could soften stone. She truly had inherited the best features from both her parents."Mom, I haven't seen Ryan in such a long time. Every moment without him felt like an eternity. We've been apart for so long, so of course I have a lot to say to him."Carissa's frown deepened. "And who taught you to speak in such a ridiculous manner? An eternity—where did that come from?""Sage Isaac said it to Aunt Violet. He went back to Meadow Ridge for a few days and said it to her