Barrett noticed the crowded space and the presence of the high priests. If anything were to go wrong, the consequences would be dire. He stepped forward to address Zane, saying, "Sir, it's best if you retreat to a safe place. Once the assassins are captured, you can continue your prayers."Zane shook his head. "There's no need for that. Attend to your duties. This altar is already open tonight, and I will not leave until my prayers are complete.""There are assassins! It's dangerous!" Barrett insisted.With his hands clasped in prayer, Zane replied, "The assassins are not here for me. If they harm me by mistake, then it is simply my fate."Seeing he couldn't persuade the Spirit Elder, Barrett turned to the few remaining guards. "Stay with them and ensure their safety."With that, he drew his sword and rushed deeper into the chaos.Eleanor arrived at the western courtyard and stood her ground. Before her were over thirty guards. This place was the most crucial of the four entr
On the ground lay bundles of arrows and several crossbows. There were also rows of knives and swords, along with a selection of bows. A few large barrels were stacked in one corner.As Rafael approached, the pungent scent of gunpowder wafted toward him. The barrels were sealed tight and covered with several layers of material. Yet, the unmistakable smell of gunpowder lingered in the air.The area where the barrels sat wasn't illuminated. The only source of light was at the entrance to the dungeon.Rafael turned around just as Eleanor's household soldiers arrived. Their eyes widened in shock at the flickering light illuminating the dungeon. Many stood frozen, momentarily forgetting to confront the assassins.Rafael stepped forward with his sword drawn, taking down several household soldiers in quick succession. It was then that he spotted Barrett entering with a handful of capital guards. Barrett barely had time to take in the scene before he charged toward the so-called assassin,
The assassins had already led Michael and Max Lewis into another dungeon.Inside, they discovered Daniel and his family huddled together—along with seven or eight women, some mad and others weak from illness.As soon as Michael laid eyes on Daniel and his family, his expression darkened. "Get them out of here immediately," he ordered. "Escort them with the ladies. There are capital guards and Harmony Palace household soldiers stationed outside. They'll be safe there."Women were also imprisoned in the adjoining cells, but they were all severely disabled. Some had lost arms or legs, others had disfigurements, and some had even been mutilated beyond recognition. Their wounds had been treated carelessly, leaving many infected. One woman's severed leg had already begun to rot.When the capital guards entered and witnessed this scene, they could hardly believe this was a grand princess' residence. It was more fitting to call it hell!Pinching their nose against the terrible stench
The newcomers reeked of filth. Among them were two who seemed utterly mad. They rushed forward to grab the fresh fruit from the offering table, gnawing at it as if they were starving.A few others were so weak that they could only lie on the ground. Their faces were pale and drawn, indicating they had been ill for a long time.Just as the onlookers were trying to comprehend the identities of these unfortunate souls, another group was ushered in.Even before they entered, the stench hit those already in the room. It was nauseating, the foul odor reminiscent of rotting flesh. Molly covered her nose with a handkerchief and retreated to a corner, trying to distance herself from the horrid smell.The high priests opened their eyes. Upon seeing the limping women brought in—missing limbs, battered, and broken—a short prayer slipped from their lips. The high priests were compassionate and had a high level of spiritual practice. Despite that, the sight of such suffering stirred their ange
At that moment, Barrett was gripped by the fear of impending death. Memories of his first battle at Victory Pass flooded his mind, when enemies had surrounded him and he nearly succumbed to their blades. Wyatt Sullivan had saved him, sacrificing an arm in the process. That day, Barrett had also been fraught with the terror of dying.As he was lost in thought, Barrett was suddenly kicked to the ground. Panic surged as he caught sight of a glinting blade rushing toward him. He rolled away desperately, tumbling until he landed at Eleanor's feet."Die!" Eleanor's face twisted in fury as she raised her sword, aiming for his chest.Barrett seized the sword's blade with both hands, hoping to use its momentum to rise, but the household soldiers were already closing in.Just as it seemed all was lost, a throng of capital guards burst in. Michael leaped from the staircase, delivering a swift kick that sent the household soldier aiming a blade at Barrett sprawling. He saved Barrett just
In Harmony Palace, several matriarchs and Rosalind gradually left, leaving only Natalie behind. With so many women in need of treatment, it was essential to have someone in charge, especially since Eleanor had yet to be captured.After Barrett and the others finished their treatment, they waited for the capital and garrison guards to complete their work before sending them back. They were placed on the elevated platform, separated from the women in the building.Once Michael had dealt with the household soldiers and secured the servants of Harmony Palace, he gathered the stewards in one place. He ensured the situation was under control before turning his attention to Barrett and his group."How are you holding up?" Michael asked.Among the five, two were severely injured. Their bleeding had been staunched, but they remained in critical condition. The household physician had advised against moving them, so they were covered with thick blankets. Barrett and the other two had also sus
As Eleanor yanked Melanie's hair, she tumbled to the ground. Tears streamed down her face, but she dared not make a sound.The capital guards following Eleanor were hesitant to intervene physically. They stood by and yelled, "Let go! Release her!"With her wild hair obscuring half her face, Eleanor glared at them with a chilling ferocity. "Who do you think you are to order me around? Go ahead, touch me if you dare!"Eleanor dragged Melanie by her hair and advanced on the capital guards, who dared not touch her. The men were forced to step back.Natalie rose abruptly and strode over, raising her hand to deliver a sharp slap to Eleanor's face. "You think you can act however you want? How will you deal with me, you madwoman?""How dare you?!" Eleanor released Melanie and lunged toward Natalie.The capital guards could no longer stand by idly. They hurriedly stepped in to block her path. Eleanor's lunge failed; in her frenzy, she clawed at a guard's face and left deep scratches.The
Seeing the serious expression on Rafael's face, everyone sensed he had discovered something significant in the western courtyard.Rafael sat down, and Carissa quickly poured him some water. "Here, drink something. I'll have someone bring you the food we've got warming on the stove."He must be starving after going without food or drink in the dungeon overnight.Rafael gulped down the water, his throat as dry as a desert.Once Carissa had given her orders, she hurried back to the study.Before anyone could ask, Rafael spoke up, "Carissa, your uncle and his family are all safe. Fortunately, they didn't suffer any harm or beatings. They were just frightened from being locked in the dungeon."Carissa's eyes widened. "So, my uncle was really captured?""Yes, and it was a good thing he was there. Otherwise, his wife and children would have been scared half to death."Rafael poured himself another cup of water and downed it before continuing, "Most of the people in the dungeon were
When Sylvia moved to her new residence, all the concubines sent gifts. The royal relatives, upon hearing the news, hurried to send their congratulations as well.As for what to send, other households usually left the decision to the lady of the house. But at Hell Monarch Estate, the ones in charge were Jacob and Luke.They searched through the storerooms, but nothing seemed quite right. Either the items were too expensive, or they were just simple gold, silver, or jewels. Even the golden vases seemed too small and trivial.As for the larger items, such as coral trees or folding screens, Jacob wasn't inclined to part with them. The coral tree, in particular, was rare. The one in the estate had been a wedding gift from the Pathfinders Guild when Carissa married.In the end, their eyes landed on the most abundant item in the storeroom—Kyle's orchid paintings.This would certainly make a strong impression—expensive and elegant, yet not unique to the estate. If it wasn't enough, snow w
Among the harem, Kylie was most wary of Sylvia and Grace. Sylvia was caring for Cecil, while Grace was caring for Caden, the second prince.Cecil was not Sylvia's biological son and was still very young, so Kylie need not worry too much. But Sylvia had once been arrogant, with an impressive family background and a sharp aptitude for power games.In the past year, Sylvia had softened somewhat, co-managing the affairs of the harem with Grace. She had learned how to win hearts and minds, and her support for Skye Embroidery and Gracewood Women's Academy had earned her some reputation among the common folk.In contrast, Grace was far more restrained. She co-managed the harem with Sylvia and would occasionally seek Kylie's opinion, genuinely treating her with respect due to her being the queen.But Caden, a sharp and well-mannered boy, was Salvador's and Victoria's favorite.If the position of Crown Prince were to be decided now, it would naturally fall to Connor. But once the princes g
Kylie had yet to remove her hairpins, and her makeup was still untouched, her face brimming with quiet anticipation.Earlier that day, a message had arrived from the court, announcing that the king would visit the harem tonight. She had waited for hours, but had heard no news that he had sent for any concubines. In her heart, she felt a surge of joy. If no summons had come, it meant he would be visiting her chambers."Lydia, go and see if His Majesty has arrived yet," she urged once again, her third time asking that evening.Lydia was standing to the side. She smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please be patient. If His Majesty was coming, he would surely send word beforehand so you can prepare to receive him.""Yes, you're right," Kylie sighed, brushing a loose strand of hair from her temple. "It's been so long since His Majesty visited my palace that I nearly forgot how it goes." Her smile was soft and alluring. "We are husband and wife, after all. What couple do not have thei
In the royal study, the braziers still hadn't been lit, and the cold crept in like a quiet intruder, spreading its chill across the room.The reports had been reviewed and signed long ago, yet Salvador lingered, his hand resting idly on the pile of documents. His gaze was fixed on the dim flickering of the lamp's flame, his mind adrift.He read the letter Rafael had written to Carissa, filled with endless longing and heartfelt emotions. It was as if they had just gotten married, and they were deeply in love and inseparable.This wasn't the first time Salvador had read their letters. While there had been expressions of longing in the past, none were as bold and reckless as this.Such words would feel awkward to say out loud, let alone write down. Salvador thought his younger brother's actions were inappropriate and too careless.There were far better ways to win a woman's affection—why resort to this?And yet, despite his disapproval, something within him stirred, like a stone t
Balin entered the city with just a dozen men. They were all strong and sturdy, with curved blades at their waists, looking fierce and intimidating.But when they sat down to eat and drink, their tanned faces broke into wide, radiant smiles.Balin was in his fifties, with skin as dark and shining as his men's, his eyes sharp and intelligent. He was a man of great wisdom and was meticulous in his thinking. In other words, he remained cautious and never fully trusted the Hell Monarch.His one demand was simple: this would be a one-time alliance. After driving back the Sandorians, the Southern Frontier Army was to withdraw from the grasslands swiftly. No one was to step foot in the heart of the grasslands again without permission.Rafael agreed, and the treaty was signed immediately.Once the agreement was made, they didn't linger any longer than necessary and left.The grassland tribes held little fondness for Starhaven, as the endless warfare often spilled over into their territori
After the lively wedding banquet, Carissa returned to Hell Monarch Estate, only to be struck by an unexpected chill in Orchid Hall. Her thoughts turned to Rafael, who was far away in the Southern Frontier. She hadn't counted the days since they had parted, but it felt like an eternity.She was about to head out to the Glimmering Tower as usual to see Adrian, but then she remembered that he had returned to Meadow Ridge.A pang of emptiness settled in her chest.She thought back to how Rosalind had seemed tonight. Carissa realized that when a woman got married, her heart was filled with so much joy, excitement, and bashfulness. The happiness just radiated from Rosalind.Carissa thought back to her own two weddings—both had been too calm and quiet.Lulu helped remove her makeup and was about to prepare a bath, but Carissa stopped her, pulling her down to sit beside her instead."Lulu, I've mentioned before that we need to talk about your marriage. Have you thought about anyone in
Thomas and Rosalind's wedding had been postponed time and time again, but finally, they found a favorable day to celebrate. The event wasn't extravagant, but as the granddaughter of the royal chancellor, it still carried the necessary dignity.Victoria led the way, and the other palace ladies followed suit, each offering generous gifts to Rosalind for her trousseau. The students of Gracewood Women's Academy also rallied to show their support, presenting Rosalind with handmade wedding gifts. Most of the girls at the academy came from humble backgrounds. Though their gifts weren't costly, the thought and effort they put into embroidering and crafting the items was the most meaningful part.Rosalind's wedding dress had been commissioned long in advance from Camila. The gown had previously been displayed in Skye Embroidery, where it had caught the eye of many young women. They all dreamed of wearing such a beautiful dress for their own weddings. Camila was already well-known, but now
Salvador summoned Eustace to the palace for an audience.Eustace had come prepared. Though he had led his bodyguards and the merchant convoys to quell the unrest, the connection between the Spencer family's collateral branch and Nicholas couldn't be easily dismissed. Even if Salvador publicly declared their merits balanced with their faults, it was not something that could be swept aside without consequence.However, Salvador's attitude towards Eustace was surprisingly warm. The former even praised him for his loyalty to the throne and his patriotic spirit, noting that he resembled his late father in his unwavering commitment. The previous head of the Spencer family had been generous to the court, contributing substantial funds during times of war.Eustace understood the underlying message and quickly offered, "With both the Southern Frontier and Victory Pass embroiled in battle, the Spencer family is willing to contribute in whatever small way we can. We will donate 300,000 silve
Adrian had been in the capital for some time now. In the past, he had been consumed with his studies on sacred firearms, leaving little room for anything else. But now, with some free time, he used the excuse of being unable to let go of the business in the city to extend his stay.The truth was, he was concerned for Carissa.His interest in sacred firearms had begun with his trip to Nerathia to study their methods. He had done it for the Southern Frontier, then Hector, and ultimately, for Rafael and Carissa.As a mentor, Adrian knew that they each had their own paths to walk. He couldn't prevent them from forging their own futures, but he could help them however he could and act as their support.Adrian often claimed he wasn't cut out to be a teacher. But the truth was, his apprentices were exceptional. Each one of them was a person of great character. None of them needed his constant concern—except for Carissa.She had always been wild and carefree. But even so, she had mast