Tonight at Hell Monarch Estate, everyone finally gathered for dinner.Carissa was surprised to find that Kyle still hadn't returned to Meadow Ridge. "Kyle, you haven't gone back yet? I thought you left already! I was wondering why you didn't even say goodbye!"Kyle shot her an exasperated look and bumped her head with his knuckles. "You ungrateful brat! I've called out to you several times and you completely ignored me. I was wondering if I had offended you somehow. Turns out you just didn't see me."Feeling a bit sorry for her, Rafael gently rubbed the back of Carissa's head as he explained, "She's been really busy lately, so she was probably deep in thought and didn't hear you calling her. Just a few words would've sufficed. You didn't need to get physical."Rafael spoke with respect. After all, Kyle was still a senior guild member, but there was a hint of grievance in his tone.Kyle chuckled. "It wasn't like I hit her hard. Besides, she's used to it. If anyone has roughed her
"The medicine has been delivered, but we haven't heard back yet on whether it's effective," Jacob said.Kyle, who usually stayed out of political affairs, chimed in, "The situation in Westhaven is complicated right now. Crown Prince Edmund is acting as regent, but their king hasn't passed yet. Half the old officials in the court oppose Edmund's aggressive policies. Even though Edmund was close with the late crown prince, Arthur, he completely disagreed with his methods. Liam was once a fervent supporter of Arthur, so I'm afraid the situation won't improve even if he survives.""The old king sure has a strong will to live," Violet remarked. "He's been on the brink of death for ages. What's keeping him alive and clinging to life?"Kyle replied, "It's certainly the chaos in the country. Arthur had the support of the people, and the transition between the old king and the crown prince was almost complete. Now, with the late crown prince gone and a new one in place, the court is mostly f
Rafael added, "Sage Everett once said that Carissa is the most naturally gifted apprentice he has ever seen. She can learn many techniques after just seeing them once."Kyle chuckled. "Sage Everett did say that, but you left out part of it—he also mentioned that she's too lazy. All she thinks about is running around the mountains, climbing trees to poke bird nests, digging holes to catch snakes, and waving mouse tails to scare children."Travis' expression remained blank as he replied, "I'm one of those victims. She came at me waving a mouse tail, and when she threw the mouse at me, I ran back to my mentor crying. My mentor punished me, saying a man shouldn't cry. But the next day, she stormed over to the Pathfinders Guild to demand compensation."Violet was familiar with the story and jumped in, "In the end, they reached an agreement and reduced the rent by a year."Carissa's sentimental moment was abruptly cut off, and she felt embarrassed. "Why are you bringing up my childhood w
At Valor Estate, Viola gradually calmed down as her pregnancy progressedHowever, Rebecca's health continued to decline with the onset of winter. The more medicine she took, the more wan she appeared.Sebastian still refused to come. Whenever Rebecca felt particularly unwell, she would complain that Viola lacked the skills of Carissa, who had truly vast connections.Viola refused to indulge her mother-in-law. Not only did she not attend to Rebecca's needs, she didn't even bother to check on her. She left the older woman's care entirely to Amelia, the eldest daughter-in-law.Rebecca lamented to Barrett, "You're now the Crown Guard's commander, yet you can't even manage your own wife? She's disrespectful and rebellious, and is always contradicting me. A poor choice in a wife can bring disaster for three generations!"Barrett was in the midst of his career's ascent, and he didn't want to quarrel with Viola. Every argument left him drained and exasperated, so he had to comfort his mom
Back in their room, Viola was busy with some needlework. After her previous outburst, she had settled down quite a bit.Barrett nervously informed her that he had given Amelia the authority of the household. Viola shot him an annoyed look. "It should have been handed over to her in the first place. Not to mention, I'm pregnant now. Even if I weren't, I shouldn't be managing the household."Barrett let out a small sigh of relief. He sat down and looked at her. "Needlework is hard on the eyes. You really shouldn't be doing it. Let Mom and the others handle it. I remember Poppy is good at sewing too. You can give it to her.""As a mom, I need to make a few things for the baby," Viola replied, her face lighting up with a gentle smile. "Besides, even though there are three of you receiving salaries, it's not easy to support a whole family. Mother still needs her medicine, so it's better to save wherever we can."Barrett was puzzled by her sudden concern for frugality. Having servants
The next day, Barret didn't manage to buy the Evergreen Pills after finishing his shift. So, he asked Amelia to buy eight Evergreen Pills at Arcane Sanctum the next day, as well as to look for a wet nurse and a midwife.Amelia agreed. After all, she needed to get Snowdrop Pills for Rebecca as well. Though Amelia had been neglecting the household duties due to her illness, she understood that there wasn't much money left in the family, though their estate remained looking as grand as ever.Before heading out to buy medicine the next day, she went to the accounts room to withdraw some money, only to find that there were only ten silver coins left in the account.She knew they were low on funds, but was shocked to discover that such a small amount was all that remained. She had thought there would be at least two or three hundred silver coins left, especially since the second branch of the family hadn't split off yet, and most of their funds had been turned over to the family fund.Ad
With her maid in tow, Amelia arrived at Arcane Sanctum and quickly inquired about the price of the Evergreen Pills. They were far from cheap—five silver coins each, and she needed eight of them. In the frigid weather, she felt the sweat on her forehead and struggled to hold back tears, unable to make a decision.The shop assistants at Arcane Sanctum recognized her by now and were aware of her situation.One of them, Paul, spoke up, "Madam Amelia, these Evergreen Pills are intended for women who are weak and anemic after childbirth. If you're looking to replenish energy and blood, you can brew the medicine yourself, which is much cheaper. Besides, one pill is usually sufficient for childbirth. There's no need to buy so many. It's not like eight women are giving birth at the same time."Wiping away her tears, Amelia hurriedly asked, "One is enough? Really?""Absolutely. If you're still worried, you could buy two. The pill isn't a guarantee for easy childbirth. It's mainly for those w
Amelia stared wide-eyed at Rebecca's furious and twisted face. The words "divorce" and "get out" left her feeling dazed and empty-headed. Confused and helpless, Amelia slowly stood up and began to walk out."Come back here! I'm not done yelling at you! How dare you? How dare you?! Asking your mother-in-law to sell her things—you have no shame, you filthy wretch! You dirty little thing!" Rebecca shouted, her rage intensifying as she saw Amelia trying to leave. "Come back here! Someone grab her!"Perhaps it was due to Amelia's trembling body and unsteady steps that resembled a fragile vase on the verge of shattering, but no one dared to physically restrain her.Instead, they urged, "Madam Amelia, please wait!"It was as if Amelia couldn't hear them. She continued walking, step by step, back toward her own courtyard. However, at the end of the corridor, she caught sight of Viola, heavily pregnant and supported by Poppy.Instinctively, Amelia took a step back, remembering how Viola ha
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