Zoey tightened her grip on the armrests of her chair, a frown knitting her brow. Her expression grew complex, reflecting the weight of the revelation.No one knew a husband better than his own wife.Oliver had gone to the Southern Frontier with two concubines, and upon arrival, he had taken two more. Though they hadn't been formally recognized yet, it was only a matter of time before he granted them status since he had taken them in.Zoey was strict in managing the household and the concubines respected her, which was why there had never been any scandals in the Earl of Silverstone's family. Zoey could almost guarantee that if Celeste managed to get close to Oliver, she wouldn't even need to try to win him over. Just showing her beautiful courtesan face would be enough to capture his heart.Violet watched Zoey, sensing that she understood just how difficult it would be for Oliver to resist Celeste's allure.It was a sad situation. Zoey was a wonderful woman, but she hadn't met a g
Jane quickly stepped forward and assisted Poppy in helping Viola. "The physician said it's best for you not to move around too much, Madam Viola. You should head back and rest. Madam Zoey can see the princess consort off. You don't need to."At the mention of "the princess consort", Viola's rationality snapped back into place. She realized her moment of anger had led her to act impulsively. If her sister-in-law was going to talk about Viola's issues, why would she invite Carissa over? Most likely, Carissa was there to discuss the conspiracy involving Eleanor.Feeling extremely awkward and a bit anxious, Viola gave a hasty curtsey to Carissa before leaving.Carissa and Violet exchanged glances. What had gotten into Viola this time?As Zoey escorted them out, Violet asked, "What's Viola doing here at this late hour? Is she back here to stay? Did she have a falling out with her in-laws?"It wasn't that Violet was particularly curious. It was just that Viola always caused a stir w
After a few days, everyone who needed to be interrogated at Harmony Palace had been interrogated. Rafael felt it was time to question Eleanor.Carissa was heading to Ironridge Estate to see Jessica today, while Rafael would be interrogating Eleanor. It was a coordinated effort from both sides.Eleanor had been locked in the dungeon for about five days. At first, she pretended to have lost her mind. When she realized that tactic wasn't working, she stopped resisting, seemingly resigned to whatever fate awaited her.At least, that was how it appeared on the surface.In the interrogation room, the aunt and nephew sat across from each other. Eleanor still wore the plain clothing from the Emberfest Festival night, but after days in the dungeon, her garments were wrinkled and her hair was disheveled. She looked drained, with dark circles under her eyes. In just a few days, she had lost a significant amount of weight, making her skin sag and giving her an aged appearance, as if she had
Eleanor tilted her head, her laughter fading as she spoke earnestly. "It has always been Jacob who contacts me, remember? You said you couldn't show your face, and couldn't let anyone have leverage over you. So, after you first mentioned your plans to rebel, Jacob took care of everything."If you bring him here and interrogate him rigorously, the truth will come out, won't it? Oh, and later, when you returned from the battlefield, the one responsible for contacting me, besides Jacob, was Carissa. Wasn't she the one who had those martial artists deliver the weapons? Just bring her in and torture her—she'll confess too."As she spoke, a slow smile crept across her face. "But if you don't torture them, you can't use torture on me either. That would be treating us differently. Besides, since I'm pointing to you as the mastermind, you can't be in charge of this case. Get someone else."Rafael replied, "You don't need to worry about that. The king will decide after reviewing your test
Rafael grinned. "This concludes my interrogation.""Is that all you've got?" Eleanor scoffed, her tone icy. "Aren't you going to ask more? Go on, keep going.""Don't worry. I won't be the one interrogating you. Someone else will take care of that. Prepare yourself. Tonight's session might last until dawn," Rafael said as he stood.Eleanor glared at him fiercely. "Do you really think I'm scared? No matter who interrogates me, I won't give you a different answer. Don't think for a moment I'm unaware of your schemes, Rafael! You'll never escape your punishment. Bring on whatever tricks you have. You're going down with me!""There are no tricks. Everything will be handled according to the law," Rafael said, striding out of the interrogation room.Once Rafael left, Matthew entered and took a seat."Eleanor, I'm not here to question you about the rebellion. We found multiple corpses and dozens of baby skeletons in the ancient well at your residence. I've already interrogated your house
Carissa shoved Jessica forward, releasing her.Her tone was icy when she spoke, "You'll answer my questions truthfully. If you refuse to cooperate, you won't get a third chance, and I'll take you straight to the Supreme Court. Your mother has already been demoted to a commoner."His Majesty has been merciful enough to allow you to keep your title, but if you don't cooperate, your involvement in Camille's death will be reported to the highest authority. A county duchess charged with murder? Who could possibly protect you then?"Jessica's left arm hung awkwardly at her side, dislocated and sending sharp pain through her body, making her eyes well with tears. Though she loathed Carissa, she also understood that the woman meant business—she was ruthless.Leopold stepped forward to support Jessica as she sank back into her seat. His voice was cold and steady as he said, "Commander Sinclair is carrying out her orders. Just answer her questions."He didn't care for Jessica's wellbeing, b
Giles, the head steward of Ironridge Estate, stood outside the door. He nodded respectfully as he entered the room.He explained, "Madam Emma, there's no need to worry. Grand Princess Eleanor's treason has essentially been established. The Supreme Court's investigation is merely to uncover those behind it. Even if they don't find anyone, the Supreme Court will still go through the motions. Since the Marquis of Ironridge's household and Grand Princess Eleanor's household are connected through marriage, some fallout is inevitable. "However, Lady Carissa only summoned the marquis and Lady Jessica for questioning today, which clearly indicates she doesn't intend to escalate things. Otherwise, even those close to Lady Jessica would have been called in."Emma sighed. "I really don't understand. Grand Princess Eleanor holds such a high position. Why would she resort to treason? And what about the concubines in her household? I've heard there were over a hundred, and most of them have died
After Carissa left, Leopold remained in a daze for a long while. It took him a while to slowly regain his senses. His eyes were bloodshot as he seized Jessica by the collar and raised his hand, delivering a sharp slap across her face."How dare you hit me?! You coward!" she screamed like a crazed woman."That's not all I'm going to do! I'm divorcing you!" Leopold snapped, raising his voice for the first time as rage boiled within him."What?" Jessica froze for a moment, her face darkening ominously. "Say that again!""You're such a vicious woman! Why wouldn't I divorce you? Am I supposed to keep you around to harm my family and our people?!"Suddenly, a ceramic pot came crashing down on Leopold's head, shattering with a resounding crack. The force of it sent him staggering back, disbelief washing over his face as he stared at the frenzied Jessica. As dizziness overtook him, he collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from his head."Lord Leopold!" The servants rushed in and hasti
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