Violet left, her heart heavy with both anger and sorrow. Melanie and Carmen were just a reflection of the women harmed by Eleanor. They weren't the worst off. They were still alive and had been able to leave Harmony Palace. Countless others had already turned to bones.The hatred in Violet's heart would never ease unless Eleanor was torn to a thousand pieces.-Meanwhile, Carissa remained at the Supreme Court. After Florence woke up and drank some soup, she was sent back to the interrogation room. Rafael insisted that further questioning was unnecessary, but Carissa had something to say.They were in the same interrogation room as before, but the scribe was absent, and Rafael sat hidden behind the partition screen.Carissa faced Florence, and the table stood between them.Florence's face was pale, and there wasn't any light in her eyes. There was a wry smile on her lips as she sighed. "What's the point of questioning me further? What else do you think I have to say? Do you
Florence remained silent for a long time. She was fully aware that Eleanor could never measure up to Melanie Sullivan. In Eleanor's heart, her grievances outweighed everything else. If she had married Hector and he disobeyed her even once, she would undoubtedly have caused a scene and shaken the very foundations of the earth.Carissa continued, "And you said that concubines are lowly while the grand princess is noble. So, no matter what she does to them, it's all considered a blessing. If I were to give you such a 'blessing', would you kneel in gratitude and offer up your fingers and toes for me to chop off one by one?"Florence didn't look up. Her eyes were downcast, and she was unable to muster a single retort."Most of those so-called lowly concubines were favored young women in their families. Whether from wealthy households or common folk, their parents likely spoiled them just like you spoiled Grand Princess Eleanor."But they were abducted and quietly met terrible ends wit
Matthew said in a low voice, "I've looked through it as well, Your Highness. Fortunately, this records the origins of those women, so we can send people to inform each of their families.""Have the retrieval teams returned yet?" Rafael asked."Not yet. The well is very deep and has been sealed for a long time. We need to wait until the stench dissipates a bit before anyone can go down. The people sent to retrieve the box reported that they had descended, but there were decayed and swollen bodies in the well that couldn't be brought up—more than one, in fact. These rotting corpses are also hindering the retrieval of other remains.""Are the coroners on-site? Send a request to the Royal Citadel and have them dispatch some to assist," Rafael commanded."They have already gone.""Good. Have the weapons been accounted for? I need to report to the palace," Rafael inquired further."Yes, the inventory is here." Matthew quickly pulled a ledger from the table and handed it to Rafael. "Eve
Since the night of the Emberfest Festival, after Molly and Fiona returned home and shared what happened at Harmony Palace, Yuvan had been consumed by anxiety.He didn't need Wayne to advise him. He understood that it was crucial not to leave the capital for Valken at such a critical moment. Otherwise, it would be like declaring his guilt. Wayne advised him to focus on his duties in the palace, feigning ignorance about everything that had transpired. Those Yuvan had brought to the capital had to remain low and not do anything.On the surface, Yuvan maintained a calm demeanor; inside, he was a whirlpool of turmoil. He wanted to gather information but had no way to do so. He knew that those who had been closely involved with Eleanor were all on edge, and his status as a prince made things even more delicate.After considering his options, the only person he could potentially glean information from was Molly, whose cousin, Violet, resided at Hell Monarch Estate and was Carissa's close f
Molly replied coldly, "I am the prince's wife. There's no question of blame between us. But if this matter is troubling him, I will take it seriously. Get a carriage ready. I'll leave right away."Seeing her willingness to go, Fiona didn't care how condescending Molly's tone was. Fiona hurried outside to call for the carriage.As soon as Molly stepped out, she spotted Carissa approaching with a large contingent of Capital Guards. At first, Molly didn't recognize Carissa, but after a moment of scrutiny, she identified her.Carissa was accompanied by Michael and a dozen guards, and she had made a grand entrance. Their show of force was deliberate, as they intended to interrogate several noblewomen and titled ladies. It was essential for Carissa to make a statement, to show that if she could confront Yuvan and his household with such authority, then the other noble families could expect nothing less in terms of respect.If she didn't create a similar spectacle for the other families
Carissa didn't seem angered by Stephanie's tone. Instead, she turned to the scribe, Kirk, and said flatly, "Note that Lady Stephanie appears impatient and unwilling to cooperate. This raises concerns of defiance against royal orders."Kirk opened his book, and Michael quickly prepared the ink."Understood, Commander Sinclair."Stephanie was taken aback, her cheeks flushing with indignation. "Carissa, don't say such nonsense! When have I ever defied orders?"Carissa remained unmoved in her seat and continued, "Also note that Lady Stephanie scolded me and has displayed an extremely poor attitude."Kirk's quill flew across the page. "Noted. It's been recorded."Stephanie walked over and saw that Kirk had indeed written down Carissa's words. In a fit of anger, she reached out to tear the page, but Michael swiftly blocked her with his sword. Then, he coldly said, "Note that Lady Stephanie attempted to destroy the testimony."Stephanie stumbled back two steps. She was caught off gua
When Carissa asked the question, no one answered. Whatever they said would be recorded. Disloyalty toward one's parents or elderly relatives was a grave sin. Even if they were not held accountable, it would not benefit their future prospects if word got out. In a noble family, who would want to marry a disloyal daughter?Among them, only Randall showed a hint of guilt, but he remained silent.Carissa glanced at them and said to Kirk, "Make a note of this—Lady Avis' children, as well as the concubine's children in the household, have nothing to say. I can't tell if they are ashamed or indifferent."Stephanie quickly replied, "How can you say that? How can we not have wanted to take care of our mom? The truth is our dad was unwell at the time, so we had to take care of him. Besides, we were still young and unmarried. It wouldn't have been appropriate for us to go to Verdant Monastery."A mocking glint flickered in Carissa's eyes."So, because your dad was ill, you all stayed in
After Fiona finished speaking, she suddenly covered her mouth for a moment, looking at Carissa in terror. "Did you just say that girl died three years after entering Harmony Palace? She had her fingers and toes chopped off? Heavens, how could that happen? What did she do wrong? I thought she came from a decent family and had good character, which is why I sent her to Grand Princess Eleanor. What could she have possibly done to deserve that?""She erred by being seen by you," Carissa said. "What?" Fiona's face registered shock and innocence. "I truly didn't expect this. I had good intentions. I thought the Marquis of Grovehill's family was a noble household. Even if the girl was just a concubine, it would be better than marrying a commoner."Carissa replied coldly, "Are you saying you didn't know she would end up staying at Harmony Palace instead of Grovehill Estate? That's quite the convenient excuse."Fiona hurriedly explained, "I really didn't know! After all, Lord Henry doesn
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