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
Helena ignored Jane and immediately turned to the king, acting coquettishly."Your Majesty, you know about my equestrian skills."George, with his strikingly handsome face, glanced at Jane with indifference."Helena's riding skills far surpass those of others. Wendy, you're overthinking this."Jane, on the other hand, appeared more at ease."In that case, Lady Helena doesn't need to participate in the selection. In ten days, she can directly take part in the polo match."Helena was displeased. She had been honing her equestrian skills to please the king, not to compete in some polo match."Your Majesty, I refuse!"Jane's attitude was firm."Then it can only happen after the polo match!""You…" Helena was left speechless, turning to the king for support.-Outside the royal study, Lily approached Jane as soon as she emerged."Your Majesty, are you alright?"Jane remained composed."Add Lady Helena to the polo match roster."Lily was surprised."Your Majesty, how did you
At Grace Palace, Rachel sat in front of the mirror. Her gaze was slightly empty. Aurelia couldn't bear to see her like this."Your Highness, it's getting late."The king not coming didn't mean she should refuse to sleep.Rachel murmured softly, "Yes, it's late."Was the queen accompanying the king at this hour?She used to console herself with the thought that perhaps the queen, like her, was nothing more than a facade to deceive others and had never truly shared the king's bed.But if that were true, why would the king summon her to Tyrian Palace? Even Rosalie had rarely set foot there in the past. This proved that the king truly favored the queen.Then what was she?She had exhausted every means at her disposal, yet she couldn't make the king spare her even a glance.Tonight was destined to be a sleepless one.-The next day, during the court session, ministers were still debating over Jocelyn's death."Your Majesty, Commander Morris held great prestige among the people.
Jane proposed making the truth public to prevent the people from continuing to misunderstand. However, George's gaze was extremely cold."There's no need."Now, it was her turn to be confused. Between two difficult choices, one should choose the lesser evil. As a king, did he not understand this?George was very serious."If we expose that Jocelyn is an impostor, the Morris family won't escape punishment. Neither will the tens of thousands of Northern Battalion soldiers."Even if those soldiers were unaware of the truth, people could always find an excuse to accuse them. If that happened and someone with ulterior motives took advantage of the situation, the entire Northern Battalion would be thrown into chaos.By keeping this secret, he could still protect the Morris family and those soldiers.If the truth was revealed, he would have to handle the matter impartially. Otherwise, his authority would be compromised.Jane said nothing.In her heart, she naturally leaned toward her
George saw a light in her eyes that he had never seen before.The surroundings were silent. It was as if, as long as she looked at him like this, he could agree to anything.But he was not so easily swayed.After only a brief moment of distraction, he quickly regained his usual cold and imposing demeanor and spoke in a steady tone."In the second year of my reign, the allied forces of four nations attacked Nidora. I led the army into battle. After the war ended, I returned to the capital, passing through a misty forest on the way. There was an ambush in that forest."While fighting off the assassins, one masked individual released a creature that resembled a salamander. I was bitten by it and poisoned. Only later did I learn that it was Thiberium poisoning."Jane was well aware that Thiberium poisoning involved raising salamanders and feeding them a specially prepared poison daily. Over time, the creatures would absorb the toxins and become what was known as Thiberium, naturally
Mary was feeling guilty. Jocelyn had managed to escape from prison thanks to the Falcon Command Token she had secretly delivered to her. She had known the truth would come to light sooner or later, but she hadn't expected it to be this soon.Even more surprising was that after questioning her for a while, George suddenly stopped. Instead, he changed the subject and solemnly warned her."Mary, I can choose not to punish you for this matter, but from now on, stay away from Zen Palace."Mary's fists clenched involuntarily. She met George's gaze, refusing to back down, and smiled."Your Majesty, you've been on the throne for seven years now, yet you still have no heirs. That's quite unusual, isn't it? I heard from Grandmother that you've decided not to favor the harem unless the queen bears an heir?"Forgive me for speaking out of turn, but over the years, you've shown favor to Lady Rosalie and Lady Helena, and even spent nights with Rachel. Yet none of them have conceived. So why do
Mary stared blankly at the person before her.The queen was actually Commander Morris who had saved her all those years ago.Good heavens! What had she been doing all this time?She had actually believed Jocelyn and gone against the queen at every turn. She had even exposed the queen's marriage substitution.For the sake of Jocelyn, an impostor, she had nearly caused the death of her true savior.At this moment, Mary was filled with regret and remorse.Jane lowered her gaze to the bracelet on her wrist and sensed something was off.Their eyes met suddenly. Mary's gaze was emotional, her voice trembling. "You–"She had countless things to say, but she didn't know where to start."Commander, I personally measured your wrist for this bracelet. Now, do you still wish to deny it?" Mary gazed at her intently.Jane's brows furrowed slightly. "Princess–"Mary interrupted her. "I was a fool. I conspired with Jocelyn and went against you at every turn. It's only natural that you bla
Lancelot had been particularly idle these past few days.Earlier that day, while eating at a tavern, he had overheard people at the next table plotting to kill the king. Without hesitation, he had scurried over excitedly.Upon learning that a heroic figure like Commander Morris had been killed, he was instantly filled with righteous indignation. Mostly, though, it was because he had heard from Fred and the others that Commander Morris had been Henry's close friend.In that case, he had to do his part.Lancelot prided himself on being loyal and devoted, extending his affections to those his friends cared for.Little did he know that, in that moment in Jane's eyes, he was being utterly foolish.Had his life been too smooth sailing? Was he eager to know what it felt like to have his head hanging by a thread?Seeing Lancelot charging toward her, Jane didn't wait for George to offer her an opening to attack. With one hand pressing down on his shoulder, she delivered a flying kick.T
Karlsen sat there, stunned, unable to believe what he was seeing.The queen was straddling the king's waist, gripping both of his wrists and pinning him against the carriage wall, all the while biting his neck.The posture made it seem like the king was being forced.Karlsen's instinctive reaction was to protect the king. But the moment the queen turned her head, the murderous intent in her eyes made him freeze.For some reason, in that brief instant, his body acted faster than his brain. It made a choice–a choice that ensured his survival.Whoosh!Karlsen decisively dropped the carriage curtain. 'The king must be enjoying this.' He thought, reassuring himself. 'Yes, definitely.'It wasn't just Karlsen. George himself hadn't expected to be overpowered by a woman, especially in such a position.He stared coldly at the woman in front of him. Her hair was a mess, and her lips were red and slightly swollen. There was even a distinct bite mark on her neck from him.Of course, he
George stared straight at Jane before solemnly speaking again."Why don't you ask me whether I have ever favored Helena?"It wasn't as if she didn't know that a woman born without a vaginal opening couldn't consummate a marriage with a man."Your Majesty, this matter has little to do with me," Jane replied honestly. Seeing the sudden chill on his face, she added, "Even a woman with such a condition can still receive favor. So I never doubted anything." Such as, perhaps, whether he was incapable.In an instant, George looked daggers at her."You've been playing the role of Commander Morris for so long that you seem to have learned quite a bit about the affairs between men and women."Jane lowered her gaze indifferently. "Your Majesty, that's high praise."George was speechless. Did she really think he was complimenting her?After a strange silence, George spoke directly."Helena has never shared my bed. The favor I bestowed upon her was because, during those four years, it was
Jane had come with George. She stood outside the door, listening to Helena's shrill screams. She couldn't bear it anymore.Helena was the kind of person who would never repent.At first, she had thought that making Helena suffer the same torment would settle their debts. But now, it seemed that letting Helena go would only plant an even greater disaster. She knew well enough to never underestimate a person's hatred.At that moment, upon hearing that the queen was also present, Helena's emotions surged. She howled furiously."Get out! I only want to see His Majesty! Wretched woman! I'll make His Majesty kill you! If he won't help me, I'll do it myself! I'll never let you–Ahh!"Helena looked down in disbelief at the sword piercing her chest. It happened too fast. She hadn't even seen it coming before she was struck.Forget Helena, even expert fighters like George and Karlsen had failed to stop Jane in time.She had moved as if she had teleported. Karlsen, who was closest to the