Helena carried herself with an elegant air, her demeanor completely different from the weak and delicate display she had put on before the king. Her gaze towards the queen held a clear challenge."My deepest apologies for arriving late. It's all because the king was so worried about me, giving me many reminders before letting me come," she said sweetly.Jane's icy gaze remained steady and unperturbed."Inform the king that he need not worry—I will take good care of Lady Helena," Jane replied, emphasizing the word 'care.'Helena, unbothered, covered her mouth and gave a sweet chuckle."Your Majesty, have you forgotten? The king mentioned just this morning that you should rule with grace and virtue, not resort to constant punishment."With that, Helena confidently walked past Jane and settled herself under a shaded pavilion, surrounded by attendants waiting on her.The other concubines observed Helena's actions and, emboldened by her, began to imitate her behavior.The queen had
At the eastern side of the royal stable, George and Richard stood together, their expressions unreadable as they arrived quietly.Celine noticed them first and immediately reminded Josephine, "Hurry, greet the king."Both women approached, their voices soft and deferential."Your Majesty, your humble concubines greet you."Richard, ever composed, bowed slightly to greet them. "Your Highnesses, my respects to you both," he said.Richard's warm smile and gentle demeanor always gave an impression of easy going kindness.George's gaze lingered briefly in the direction Jane had disappeared with the horse. Then, he shifted his cold eyes to the two before him."Rise," he said curtly.Celine gracefully stepped back, moving to her position behind him, while Josephine seized the rare opportunity to speak."Your Majesty, are you here to ride as well?" she asked with hopeful eagerness.George didn't answer her. Instead, he walked past without a word, leaving her standing there awkwardly.
By the time the concubines rushed out, the king had already left. They were filled with regret. They shouldn't have been lazy—otherwise, they might have seen him.Opportunities to see the king were too rare.When everyone had rushed out, only Helena remained where she was. She wasn't as desperate as the others.If she wanted to see the king, she could do so anytime.Josephine couldn't keep a secret and eagerly spread the news. Word traveled quickly, growing more exaggerated with every retelling. For the concubines who rarely saw the king, this sparked jealousy.Rather than sitting idly in their chambers, it was better to try their luck at the royal stable.The next day, before the scheduled practice time, the concubines all flocked to the royal stable.However, for several days in a row, the king never showed up again.The concubines were disheartened."Josephine was just lucky. Who can guarantee we'd be as fortunate to see the king?""Exactly. The king doesn't come to the ro
Clara, Helena's trusted maid, was quite clever."The queen must be worried that if you stay at the royal stable, the king will only pay attention to you and overlook everyone else," she suggested.Helena was smug."Even if I don't go, the king won't notice them."Still, after days of rising early to head to the royal stable, she indeed felt exhausted.-A few days later, Jane summoned the steward to ask for updates.The steward whispered, "Your Majesty, recently quite a few concubines have been practicing 'Frost Over Snow.' As per your instructions, I've been subtly guiding them whenever they face difficulties."But it's Lady Josephine who shows the most talent. She's learning quickly and practicing the hardest—she even sneaks over at night to practice."Jane understood and dismissed the steward with a wave of her hand.Curious, Lily asked, "Your Majesty, do you really think Lady Josephine can provoke Lady Helena into revealing her riding skills?"Jane weighed a polo ball in
A man in a red robe, flamboyant and striking, clashed with Jane. However, her strike forced him back, nearly injuring him. Quickly, he shouted, "Hen! It's me! I was just saying hello—no need to get serious!"Jane tilted her head slightly."Who's Hen?"The man dragged his foot against the floor and hurriedly pleaded, "Fine, fine! Henry! Is that good enough?"Only then did Jane withdraw her hand. With a single wave, she shut the door to the private room.Jane knew the man well; they were old acquaintances. She untied the ropes binding Luke and pulled the cloth from his mouth.Freed at last, Luke took a deep breath."Henry, I'd have warned you, but he's too cunning. He followed me all the way here and ambushed me!"The man in red perched by the window, letting the breeze tousle his hair, exuding an air of roguish charm. None would suspect that he was Lancelot Grey, the son of the wealthiest merchant in Nidora.Lancelot smoothed his hair back and muttered, "Cunning? It's because H
George usually enjoyed visiting the royal stable, but he had no interest in watching the concubines' performances. However, the queen dowager personally came to invite him."You are busy with state affairs, and I would not disturb you under normal circumstances," Dina said gently. "But there have been rumors recently about discord between us, which could affect the court and harem alike. For the sake of stability, we must dispel them."Would you accompany me today?"-At the royal stable, Dina watched the concubines practicing their riding with a constant smile. Their dedication to gaining favor was evident and admirable."Your Majesty, you are a skilled equestrian. Do you see any flaws in their techniques?"George, however, remained stern, his gaze falling on the queen, who was approaching leading her horse."Ridiculous."Dina's expression stiffened slightly.The king's blunt remark would undoubtedly dishearten the concubines. What a pity, considering Wendy's thoughtful effor
Helena stood hidden in the shadows, her expression twisted with dark and maddened jealousy. No matter how many rumors she had heard, or how many days had passed without the king visiting Cloud Palace, she had firmly believed that the king would never favor Josephine. Until today. Yet here she was, watching Josephine bask in the limelight, summoned by the king himself.Helena clenched her fists tightly, her heart pounding wildly.For those he disliked, the king never spared a glance, let alone spoke to them. He would have either left outright or dismissed Josephine immediately.But it had been quite some time now… Josephine was still there."Your Highness, the wind is strong out here. Perhaps we should return to Cloud Palace?" Clara suggested softly.Helena's mood was visibly stormy, and Clara feared it might spiral further if they stayed."Lady Josephine's horseback riding—does it truly resemble Lady Rosalie's so much?" Helena's voice dripped venom.Clara hesitated, uncertain
Although Helena knew how to ride, it had been a long time since she last mounted a horse.Before performing for the king, she needed to practice, and the royal stable was the only place in the palace where horseback riding was possible."What did you say? Our lady is not allowed to enter?" Clara's face was filled with disbelief. How dare the servants of the royal stable stop her mistress?At the entrance to the royal stable, the steward's face was contorted with a mix of frustration and helplessness."Lady Helena, it's not that I'm refusing you. It's an order from above, and I dare not disobey!"Helena's expression turned icy. Was there now a place in the harem she could not access?There was no need for Helena to argue herself; Clara stepped forward to confront the steward."Not long ago, our lady was allowed in. Why is she barred today? Who gave such an order?"The steward wiped his sweat nervously."I-It's the queen. Her Majesty said that the horses and riding gear in the r
After speaking, George wiped his sleeves and left.Helena collapsed on the ground, her arms reaching out helplessly, her face twisted with desperation and despair."No— Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please don't abandon me! Your Majesty!"How could this happen? How could he not need her heart's blood? Wasn't his Thiberium poisoning incurable by anyone else?'Why? Why?'Helena clenched her fists tightly, her eyes red and brimming with tears.Was she really going to be exiled?"No!"-George returned to Tyrian Palace, his expression cold as frost, remaining unchanged for a long time.Steven attended to him carefully, watching the king's expression closely.Although he didn't know the full details, the exile of Helena and the king issuing a decree of self-reproach were shocking enough.George sat at his desk, picking up a brush to write out a passage from the Calming Chant that the female assassin had taught him.At this moment, he desperately needed clarity and composure.The
George began to issue his order, "Someone, take the queen—"A servant outside the hall came to report."Your Majesty, Lady Dina has issued a royal decree summoning Queen Wendy."George's expression turned icy as he looked at Jane.Jane remained calm and composed.Clearly, everything was going according to her plan… She truly had anticipated everything. Confident that he would punish her, she had already arranged for Dina to back her up.George's eyes were cold, radiating a terrifying killing intent."Wendy, you better pray that you can stay in Serene Palace for the rest of your life."Dina could only protect her for a moment; she could not protect her for a lifetime!Jane respectfully performed a curtsy."Please excuse me, Your Majesty."She turned and left, her demeanor of respect and obedience instantly disappearing, replaced by a coldness like the winter frost.-At Serene Palace, the scent of sandalwood lingered, stinging one's eyes.Dina looked at the queen before he
Jane responded to George with composure."You value the royal family's reputation, and I also wish to avoid public scrutiny. Therefore, all you need to do is make Lady Helena's crimes public. The identities of the victims and the specific details can be omitted."This way, Helena's crimes could still be exposed without unnecessary scandal.George gave her a cold, piercing stare."You've thought this through, haven't you? If I don't comply, are you planning to scatter those copies of the confessions across the entire city?"Jane lowered her gaze."If it weren't absolutely necessary, I wouldn't resort to such measures," she said. "If you write Lady Helena's crimes yourself, you can choose how much to reveal. But if it were me, those documents would remain untouched and complete—burning all bridges."The feeling of being threatened was infuriating, especially for George, who was the ruler of a nation.With a sharp motion, he stood, the oppressive aura surrounding him sweeping acro
Helena knelt but still held her head high, showing no sign of guilt.Thomas glared at her with hatred."Your Majesty, my brother Timothy worked under Lady Helena. He wrote that journal to safeguard his life! I never imagined Lady Helena would be so cruel. To eliminate any loose ends, she ordered the massacre of my entire family. "I'm the only survivor, saved by a kind soul. They set fire to the house, not realizing I had crawled out unnoticed…""Your Majesty, it was Lady Helena who ordered me to assassinate Trevor!" the maid Pearl testified.Despite the testimonies, there were still doubts.For instance, how could Thomas be certain that the people who killed his family were sent by Helena?Thus, Clara's testimony was crucial."It was Lady Helena who feared Timothy's family might know too much," Clara said. "She instructed me to arrange for Timothy's entire family to be eliminated. As for the mountain bandits who kidnapped Queen Wendy, that too was orchestrated by her.""Shut
Jane didn't immediately reveal who the witnesses were. Instead, she calmly explained the events leading up to this moment."After the polo match, it was discovered that Trevor was the culprit behind the fall of the two ladies. However, in truth, he acted under Lady Helena's orders to harm Lady Josephine. After his capture, Lady Helena, fearing he might implicate her, sent a palace maid, Pearl, to silence him…"George frowned, impatient, and interrupted her in a deep voice."What exactly are you trying to say?"As far as he knew, both Trevor and Pearl were already dead. Could they somehow rise from the dead to serve as her witnesses?Jane replied with measured composure."Your Majesty, please allow me to explain. That night, Pearl didn't actually die. I secretly sent her out of the palace for treatment. She's alive and can testify against Lady Helena."George's expression turned eerily calm, as if suppressing a storm. It seemed they really had risen from the dead. He said nothing
In the royal study, George sat behind his desk, watching Wendy approach. She wore plain attire, looking nothing like a queen.She knelt before him, holding up a stack of testimonies in her hands."Your Majesty, I have grievances to report!"Karlsen, the sole attendant in the study, stepped forward to take the documents from Jane and presented them to the king.George began flipping through the pages. He had only read the first when his expression darkened."Wendy! Do you know what is written here?"Jane kept her head lowered respectfully."I do. What you're reading is the initial testimony from the bandits—unedited and containing the whole truth. It documents everything that happened after I was abducted."George's pupils contracted sharply."The maids examined you," he said.She was proven to be chaste. Yet the testimony claimed she had been violated after her abduction.Jane spoke calmly, "I consumed a rare potion and endured excruciating treatment to shed my scars. There
In the grand hall, ministers from both countries were engaged in a heated argument.Walter spoke with certainty."King George, Stanley killed innocent citizens of Romenia. The compensation is meant to appease them, make Stanley admit his fault, and reassure both Romenia's people and our army. This is a necessary step for the peace talks between our two nations. "If Nidora offers nothing in return, even if the ministers agree to sign the peace treaty, I fear that Romenia's hundreds of thousands of soldiers, the common people, and the countless souls of the dead will not agree!"A Nidora minister immediately retorted, "In war, casualties are inevitable! Moreover, our soldiers have never slaughtered your defenseless civilians. What 'souls of the dead' are you talking about? Who is there to soothe?"Walter squinted his eyes and stroked his beard, his voice growing sharp."So, are you saying that your country is not interested in peace talks?"'Fine!' he thought. 'If that's the case
Just as George touched her mask, a silver needle pressed against his chest.Jane's eyes were cold."Curiosity killed the cat," she said.George pursed his lips. Then, he withdrew his hand.Jane withdrew the silver needle she held, away from his chest.The two of them remained at a stalemate.The mechanism opened, revealing Karlsen. He was relieved to see that the king was alive and well.But it was still best to capture the female assassin. Taking advantage of her current weakness, he would take her life. Karlsen immediately drew his sword.But then he heard the king's command."Let her go."-The sky grew dark.At Zen Palace, Lily had been uneasy the past couple of days. She only relaxed slightly when she saw the queen return.But she soon realized the queen seemed severely injured."Your Majesty, you…"Jane dragged her weakened body, one hand gripping the table edge, the other clutching her clothes."Stay outside and guard the entrance."It was as if her throat had b
Jane collapsed onto the jade bed beside George. He rolled over and positioned himself above her. His strong hand pressed firmly on her shoulder as he leaned down, his gaze dangerous, like a predator watching its prey, ready to consume her.Jane's pupils suddenly contracted, and she decisively drove the final needle into him.She immediately raised both hands, pushing against his chest, trying to avoid touching the silver needles.His lips nearly brushed her cheek, almost grazing her face and earlobe. His breath, hot like a summer heatwave, sprayed against her neck."I forgot the Calming Chant..." he murmured."Repeat after me," Jane replied, her gaze cold.They struggled to chant a few lines, and gradually, it started to take effect.George's gaze softened, the intense heat fading somewhat.Soon, he realized what he had been doing. He immediately sat up, crossed his legs, and focused his mind.After that, he regained control.Thirty minutes later, Jane removed the needles.G