Leroy furrowed his brows. This matter had nothing to do with him. He had recognized Penny's strange behavior, but it didn't matter what she had done. As long as Lisandra couldn't participate in the negotiations, the power to make decisions rested in his hands.However, there was one condition—Lisandra's life couldn't be harmed. After all, she was his niece. Arthur was gone. Even though Lisandra didn't share Leroy's stance on the war, he simply couldn't take her life.He found it odd that Penny, who had always been Lisandra's trusted confidant, would betray her. Was Penny in favor of the war? She had opposed it previously. And clearly, she didn't want Lisandra to die, nor was she willing to give up just like that.Penny couldn't be acting alone—someone must be pulling the strings behind her betrayal.Who was it? Edmund?Questions swirled in Leroy's mind, but he had no answers.His suspicions about Penny stemmed from his ties to Harvey, but the others wouldn't have noticed anything
There were four threadworms in total. The last two were a different color—their first half was red while their second half was a faint pink, perhaps from having absorbed blood."If all four threadworms had their fill of blood, Grand Princess Lisandra would have been beyond saving," Sebastian said calmly.He placed the incense burner aside, and everyone instinctively took a step back. They had never seen anything so horrifying, and couldn't help but feel a chill run through them.Carissa and Violet exchanged a look, both feeling a wave of disgust, their skin crawling.Penny was so frightened, she could hardly stand. She braced herself against the table, her lips trembling and her eyes wide with disbelief.Sebastian remained calm. "Her Highness will wake soon. Mr. Glover, check on her and see if you can detect any stagnation in her blood now."Leroy nudged the stunned Javier. "Go."It took a moment for Javier to snap out of his daze. He moved to the bed, checking on Lisandra for a
The poison worms hadn't been taken away. They remained in the incense burner, drawn to the bloodied scent of the medicine. They would stay there and feed off the aroma until they died. However, the poisonous worms that had been expelled wouldn't live much longer either."They're in the incense burner," Sebastian replied. "You can take it to Her Highness."Though small, the poisonous worms were disturbing. Javier hesitated before reaching out, his hand hovering in the air.He finally asked, "Can these worms… enter the human body again?"Seeing his reluctance, Winona stepped forward. She lifted the incense burner, carefully removed the lid, and presented it to Lisandra.At the sight of the worms, Lisandra's stomach turned. She fought the urge to vomit as a wave of nausea surged through her. The sight alone was enough to make her feel faint. Her body flushed with heat and her blood surged with anger. She closed her eyes, forcing herself to regain composure. The effort took much longe
The slap not only struck Penny's face, but also released the pent-up frustration and anger she had buried deep within.Penny clutched her cheek, her voice thick with sorrow as she cried, "Your Highness, have you forgotten how terribly Prince Arthur died? It will forever be a wound in the hearts of the people of Westhaven! How can we not avenge him? How can we not? He was your brother! How can you be so heartless and disregard the bond between siblings?"Lisandra clenched her fist, her palm wet with sweat. The light cast a ghostly pallor on her face, and her eyes were filled with a deep, dull despair."So, do you all think that the reason I don't want to go to war is because I don't want to avenge him?"She took a deep breath, her anger flickering in her eyes. Though still weak, she pointed an accusing finger at Penny."Penny, others may think that, but I have made my intentions clear to you every step of the way. You know exactly what I am thinking and what I am considering. You s
Penny's actions had forced Lisandra to make a decision. Summoning the rest of the envoys, she draped her outer robe over her shoulders and forced herself to sit upright in a chair."Negotiations will resume tomorrow afternoon. The terms are up for discussion. There's no need to be so rigid," she announced bluntly.Leroy's eyes widened. "Discussion? How do you plan to discuss it? Are you saying we should just agree if they demand we pull back our borders?""We'll put the border issue on hold for now," replied Lisandra, who had already made up her mind and was resolute, disregarding their objections. "We aim to reach an agreement by tomorrow or the day after, then we'll leave for home immediately.""You can't..."Lisandra gave her uncle a cold glance. "I'm not asking for your opinion. This is my decision. If you're unhappy, keep it to yourself."A furious Leroy shot back, "This is pure stubbornness! If we put the border issue aside, how are we supposed to explain it to the king and
The group unanimously agreed that Westhaven would likely lower its demands to expedite the negotiations. The most probable outcome was that the border issue would either be compromised or set aside entirely.Jacob spoke up, "Prince Yuvan's repeated schemes have all failed, which shows how difficult his situation is now. His network was probably all under Eleanor's control. Since she's fallen, he's likely running out of options in the capital.-As Jacob had pointed out, Yuvan truly had few paths left to pursue.Wayne had made several moves, repeatedly using Harvey as a front while concealing another hidden operation. Now, both layers had been completely uprooted, with the loss of more than ten of their suicide soldiers.They kept a close watch on the situation at Concord Lodge. From the fact that Sebastian had gone there, it was clear the plan had failed. Even when Lisandra fell unconscious, the mother Soulgrip Threadworm was unable to control the larvae inside her. From there, it
As dawn broke the next morning, Yuna went to find Carissa and asked her to bring Sebastian to see Lisandra. At the same time, Garrick headed to the Diplomatic Affairs Department to prepare for the afternoon's continuation of the negotiations.Sebastian knew Lisandra would request to see him, so he had gotten up early that day and was now waiting for someone to call on him. When Carissa arrived, his carriage was already ready. Without her needing to speak, Sebastian called for Ivy to bring his medicine box."Concord Lodge, right?" he said.Carissa smiled. "You already knew?""Grand Princess Lisandra's headaches are severe. Without me, she won't be able to handle the upcoming negotiations, let alone return home to deal with pressing matters."Sebastian was as confident as ever in his medical skills.Carissa sat in the carriage with him, asking, "What's going on with Grand Princess Lisandra's headaches? Is it just tension?""That's part of it. From what I can tell, it's clear she's
Carissa was momentarily stunned. Sebastian's words seemed to carry an underlying message, one that was not immediately clear.When Lisandra's gaze met hers, Carissa calmly looked at the grand princess, her expression unreadable, as though she didn't understand.Sebastian was observant, and he was always able to read people deeply. His words must have been a reflection of his insight into the grand princess' thoughts. After leaving the medicine, Sebastian made to leave, and Lisandra stood to see him off.She bowed deeply. "Thank you, Mr. Dalton. If you ever come to Westhaven, I will certainly show my gratitude properly."For some reason, her eyes glistened with unshed tears.Carissa helped Sebastian while Ivy carried the medicine box, and the three of them left together.Lisandra sat back down, watching as Javier opened the medicine bottle and checked the contents, though her focus seemed to wander.A healer didn't just treat the body—they also healed the heart.She had never sp
The position Faelan took at the table represented Nerathia's stance in the negotiations.They were neutral!Carissa couldn't help but marvel once more at the power of a strong kingdom.The initial stages of the talks were tedious, with the same points being repeated over and over. The translators were busy, their voices echoing with historical debates. This was inevitable, as conceding too early would only lead to further compromises.As such, the first round of negotiations yielded no agreement. It was simply a test of boundaries.The second round began the following day. Again, they emphasized the same points.But after the second repetition, Faelan spoke up, saying, "There is no point in prolonging this. The dispute over the border has lasted for decades. It will not be resolved in a day. Let us set the border issue aside for now. What I wish to know is whether both sides are committed to establishing peace and mutual non-aggression between your kingdoms."The answer was unan
Carissa noticed that the nobles and officials of Orivenia seemed unaware of Nerathia's intention to intervene in the negotiations.Their faces betrayed confusion, but after a moment, they revealed expressions of joy and confidence. It seemed they also believed that Nerathia's involvement would provide Orivenia with solid backing.Seeing this, Carissa felt a slight sense of reassurance. If that were really the case, Lisandra would have informed them beforehand. Or at least, she would have let the negotiating officials know.But why hadn't she?It seemed there was only one explanation. Lisandra was also hoping for mutual concessions. Few at court supported her, so she had brought in Faelan from Nerathia—someone whom everyone would trust.This made sense of the conversation from the previous night, when Lisandra had invited Carissa and Violet to the palace. The remarks about unmet wishes were clear now. The example of the women taking part in the civil service examinations was just t
In banquets like these, no one truly ate with much enthusiasm. Most dishes were merely tasted before being set aside, barely touched before servants whisked them away.But the Nerathians were different. They treated every dish with genuine respect, cleaning their plates entirely, no matter what was served. Their wine glasses, once filled, were immediately emptied again. The palace servants attending to them must have been exhausted, constantly refilling their glasses and replacing empty plates.Violet recalled their meal at Spring Pavilion. Just like tonight, not a single scrap had been left behind. She wanted to say something to Carissa, but the only sound in the hall was the clinking of cutlery and the quiet shifting of plates. Speaking now would be too conspicuous.Still, one glance between them was enough.Violet's thought was clear—the Nerathians' presence at this banquet must be tied to the negotiations. Carissa agreed.However, their exact role remained uncertain. Were they
The banquet began in the late afternoon, with Liam personally escorting the Starhaven delegation to the palace again.As they had suspected, the coronation ceremony had already been held. This evening's gathering was mainly focused on the border negotiations. Upon entering, Carissa and Violet noticed that there were no other foreign emissaries present—only royals, nobles, and officials from various departments.While they showed no hostility toward the Starhaven delegation, they weren't particularly welcoming either. Since a translator was needed for communication, conversations remained minimal, limited to simple greetings.Just as they were settling in, Lisandra turned to the Starhaven delegation and remarked, "Today, we have guests from Nerathia joining us as well. They should be arriving shortly. I believe you will find that you have much in common."Davis' eyes brightened immediately. "Guests from Nerathia? Who might they be?"His excitement was understandable.The weapons t
Lisandra continued, "The irony is, when I was a grand princess, I could call for women to join the ranks of government without hesitation. Now that I am the queen, I must move slowly, cautiously, balancing all the factions, weakening their hostility and wariness toward me. There are so many things to consider and so many forces at play. At times, I grow impatient, and I wish I could simply rid myself of those who oppose me."Carissa thought for a moment before replying, "In truth, whether one is a king or an official, man or woman, I believe their goal is the same, Your Majesty. It's to ensure the long-term stability of the kingdom and the peace and prosperity of the people. "When the nation prospers and war is no longer a threat, any reforms you wish to make will face less resistance. But for now, you must first secure your position, Your Majesty."Her meaning was subtle, but Lisandra understood clearly. The kingdom was still in turmoil, with various factions causing obstacles. Si
The royal palace of Orivenia stood resplendent and imposing, its golden architecture gleaming under the night sky, exuding an air of solemn grandeur.Upon passing through the first palace gate, the carriage rolled smoothly along the wide palace path, its spaciousness a stark contrast to the more cramped streets outside. However, what stood out the most was the abundance of lamps. It seemed as if oil was no object, for the palace grounds were lit up as though the night itself had been banished. As they got out of the carriage and walked along the winding corridor, the large trees ahead were hung with many lamps. Anyone trying to hide in the trees wouldn't stand a chance; they would be seen immediately.Liam led the way. As they approached a grand palace hall, two female attendants stepped forward. They exchanged a few words with Liam in the Westic before smiling and nodding to Carissa and Violet."Ladies, Her Majesty invites you to enter the palace," Liam said with a polite gesture
By the time they reached the capital of Orivenia, it was the 13th of August. A full month had passed since they left Starhaven.The afternoon sun shone brightly, and Kendrick lay back in the carriage as they entered the city.Since entering Orivenia's borders, they had endured seven assassination attempts. The last one had been particularly brutal, likely involving suicide soldiers. Many of the Mystic Army were injured, and even Violet had been grazed on the shoulder. Thankfully, it hadn't struck anything vital.Kendrick's fear was understandable. The attack had come when he was emerging from the washroom. The assassin's sword had pierced his chest, nearly plunging in completely. It was Carissa who noticed in time and swiftly turned, driving her spear into the assassin's chest before dragging him back with the hooked tip of her dagger, saving Kendrick's life.Though the injuries were minor, Kendrick reacted as if he had been mortally wounded. He howled in agony for half the night b
Kendrick had been shaken by the attack, and the royal physician had already been called to prepare a sedative to calm his nerves.When Carissa visited him, it was a pitiful sight. His face was as pale as paper, drained of all color. His lips trembled, and he shakily asked if the assassins were gone.She reassured him, saying they had gone, and only then did his trembling subside slightly.The people around him had already informed him that the assassins were driven off, but he hadn't believed them. He needed to hear it from Carissa to feel any sense of security.Carissa reminded him to rest and recuperate before she left.Meanwhile, Davis was busy comforting the others. As the Defense Minister, he had seen his fair share of chaos and remained calm. Also, he trusted Carissa and the Mystic Army. He didn't think there was much to fear—at worst, they had just risked losing a head.It was Meadow Ridge's members who gathered together, speculating that the black-clad figures they had en
At the break of dawn, the large procession set out for Orivenia.Carissa didn't feel much regret in leaving. After all, they would pass through Victory Pass on the way back, and she would have the chance to meet with her grandfather and his family again.Once they had left Victory Pass, the road grew rougher. Many sections were full of deep potholes or had been intentionally damaged, making it difficult for the carriages to move forward.However, Kendrick was determined not to ride a horse again. Even after days of rest, his legs were still sore from the relentless friction of the saddle. Walking was manageable, but sitting on horseback? That was pure agony.So, despite having earned his merit at Victory Pass for establishing an orphanage there, Kendrick insisted on traveling by carriage. When the wheels got stuck or the path became too treacherous, the Mystic Army soldiers dismounted and pushed the carriage forward, inching their way through the difficult terrain.Fortunately,