Jane had been affected by the Dream Flower poison, and while waiting for news from Wallace outside the palace, she also attempted to purge the poison on her own.In a careless moment, she fainted inexplicably.Then it felt as though she had returned to the past, or perhaps fallen into a nightmare.She saw someone who hadn't appeared in her dreams for a long time. She spoke to him for quite a while...When Jane woke up, she didn't know how long she had been unconscious.She only felt the room was eerily quiet. Her breathing was uneasy.Lily was by the bed, looking pale as paper, her hands trembling."Your Majesty... You're awake..." Lily said.Jane sensed that something was wrong. She sat up, and upon looking around, saw that George was also there.He was sitting on a small couch not far away, his expression as cold as ancient ice, now staring at her with an intense gaze.Jane's mind briefly went blank.Had he figured out that she was affected by the Dream Flower?Swoosh—G
Richard bowed first. "Your Majesty."George's gaze bypassed Richard entirely, settling on Jane. In an authoritative tone, he ordered, "Leave. The great queen dowager dislikes being disturbed by outsiders."Lily seethed silently, too afraid to speak up. How could the queen, the king's lawful wife and Teressa's granddaughter-in-law, be reduced to an outsider by that tyrant king?Jane remained composed and bowed gracefully. "Yes."She had never wanted to come in the first place. Since he said she wasn't needed, she was more than happy to leave.Inside Longevity Palace, Teressa sat in the seat of honor, with the king and Richard on both sides. Her sharp gaze swept across the room. "It's already this late. Why hasn't the queen come to greet me?""The queen is clumsy with words. It would only upset you, Grandmother. I sent her back," George replied without a change in expression.Teressa didn't press further for now. However, after the king and Richard had left, she instructed Alice
Helena woke up at dawn the next day.There was no sign of George in the chamber, and a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.Clara drew back the bed curtains, her face beaming with joy."Congratulations for earning the king's continued favor, Your Highness! This morning, before the king left, he instructed me to prepare herbal soup to nourish you. Your Highness, if I may ask boldly, did you...serve the king last night?"The king's affection was certainly a good thing, but Clara was worried since Helena's injuries were still severe. She shouldn't be engaging in such activities.Helena didn't answer the question. "Water."As Helena washed up, Clara spoke again."Teressa has only been back in the palace for two days, yet she's already preparing to leave for Mount Yalen again. Your Highness, will you be going to see her off?"Helena let out a cold laugh, her eyes filled with resentment."See her off? More like see her to her grave! I thought she would deal with Wendy, but in
Security was tight in the palace. Gloria waited an entire day before finally gaining entrance to see the queen.Jane listened calmly to Gloria while the latter recounted Caleb's troubles, her expression remaining impassive."Destruction precedes renewal," Jane said simply.Though she had been investigating Caleb's predicament, she was well aware of one truth. As the eldest son of the Foster family, Caleb could not remain mired in despair indefinitely.Gloria, however, saw Jane's response as indifference. "He's your brother! If his future is truly ruined, what will become of the Foster family? Just because you lack childhood bonds with him doesn't mean—"Jane's sharp gaze cut her mother off mid-sentence."Where he fell, there he must climb back up. Why is he at the mercy of others? Because he settled for the position of assistant captain and lost his ambition. His downfall is his own doing. When Wendy was in danger, did he, as her elder brother, protect her? What future, what resp
Inside Zen Palace, George sat with a somber face, his brows and eyes carrying a cold sharpness as he questioned Jane."If I hadn't come across this today, I wouldn't have known you've been secretly taking such medicine."Jane remained calm, her expression unwavering as she replied without hesitation, "This medicine was sent by my mother. She is unaware of the situation regarding the consummation. I was about to have Lily dispose of it."Her denial was so swift and seamless that it betrayed no hint of falsehood.George scrutinized her, his gaze icy and piercing."You'd better not be harboring any ulterior motives."Then, his tone turned businesslike as he issued an order."The Romenian envoys will arrive soon. A welcome banquet will be held in their honor. In the past, Helena managed such events, but she is gravely injured now. I am entrusting this to you. Remember, this concerns the relations between two nations—there must not be any mistakes!"Jane furrowed her brows lightly.
At Foster Mansion, Gloria was heartbroken upon seeing her son return in a disheveled state."Caleb, what happened to you?"Caleb ignored his mother's concern and walked straight to the inner courtyard. His gaze was empty, haunted by the memories of that night—blood-soaked corpses littering the ground, rain washing away the crimson stains, soaking the farmland.It was because of his incompetence that he let everyone down."Caleb!" His younger brother, Mike, blocked his way, eyeing him from head to toe with a smug grin. "Really, Caleb? You're so awful at your job that you can't even keep your uniform?"Caleb didn't respond.Mike pulled out an appointment letter, waving it proudly with a triumphant grin. "See this? I've been appointed as a foreign affairs officer! That's one rank higher than your assistant captain position!""Congratulations," Caleb replied flatly, walking away.Mike cursed in Caleb's direction, "Pathetic!"Once hailed as the top candidate in the military exam,
The first episode of poisoning occurred after ten days. Yet, there was still no news from Luke.Jane silently channeled her inner energy to suppress the poison's effects, though it could only ease the symptoms temporarily, not fully restrain them. It seemed she had no choice but to seek the antidote from George.As night fell, Jane disguised herself and ventured alone to Faith Palace to retrieve the antidote. This time, she exercised even greater caution.To her relief, Faith Palace was devoid of ambushes. Only Karlsen, a royal guard, was present inside."The king said the poison alone is enough to control you, so there's no need to capture you anymore. You don't have to be so on edge," Karlsen remarked.Jane remained skeptical. That tyrant king had already broken his promises several times.She took the antidote and swiftly left the palace. Karlsen made no move to pursue her, opting instead to return to Tyrian Palace to report back.George was seated at his desk, a nine-section
Helena wore the red that only the first wife could, a clear sign of her ambition.She was already beautiful, and with makeup enhancing her features, she garnered all attention, easily overshadowing the other concubines.However, when the queen appeared, all eyes that had been on her turned elsewhere.Helena's pupils suddenly dilated as she followed the crowd's gaze…Jane, dressed in a yellow court gown and adorned with a crown, looked radiant and noble, exuding grace and grandeur.If Helena was the beauty that could overthrow a city, the queen was a woman beyond comparison.The former was like a flower in a pond, stunning the world with her beauty, arousing a sense of possessiveness and wild thoughts.The latter was like the moon in the sky, one that made people hesitant to even approach, knowing they were unworthy, and daring not harbor any improper thoughts, only to reverently worship her. This was a beauty that commanded submission.Dina sat in her seat, watching the queen,
In the imperial study, George sat radiating authority and an intimidating aura, his piercing gaze as cold as ice. On the desk before him lay a copy of Cameron's signed confession.He scrutinized Jane before giving an order to Karlsen."Bring Cameron here. I will question him myself."Shortly after, Cameron was brought in under escort. Seeing the king, he immediately dropped to his knees, trembling with fear."Greetings, King George and Queen Jane!"Jane stood off to the side, her expression indifferent.George's voice cut through the silence. "Did you personally sign this confession?"The confession detailed numerous offenses, including Cameron's framing of Caleb two years prior, his bribes to Wallenby, and his financial dealings with Helena.As assistant captain, Cameron had amassed significant wealth through corruption, using half of it to bribe Wallenby and the other half to send gifts to Cloud Palace. The ledger from his residence contained all the records.Furthermore, it
Cameron was held in solitary confinement in a cell. When he saw Caleb, he dropped to his knees and began to plead."Caleb, please get me out of here! I beg you! I know I was wrong. For the sake of all the years we've known each other, please let me go. If… If you can't save me, at least give me a quick death! Being dismembered is too horrifying. I don't want to die like that!"The man who once humiliated Caleb now knelt before him, begging for mercy. Caleb should have felt vindicated, but instead, he only felt a deep sadness."You don't want to be executed by dismemberment, and you don't want to die. But did Calvin and the others want to die?"They were completely innocent! If I let you go, how could I face the souls of the dead?"Cameron, you climbed to the top by sacrificing those who were as close as brothers to you. Was it really worth it?"We were once so close. I thought we shared a mutual respect. Why did you do it? Why?!"Caleb gripped the iron bars of the cell, his eyes
Helena fainted and was taken back to Cloud Palace.Despite the physicians' efforts, she remained unconscious.George's expression showed a hint of concern as the physician explained, "Your Majesty, Lady Henela's injuries have not yet fully healed. The lack of proper blood circulation is inevitable but not alarming. She simply needs to rest."At Zen Palace, Jane sat before a mirror, carefully removing the jewelry from her hair.Lily, attending to her, still seemed shaken."Your Majesty, are you…are you really unharmed? Ursa was so strong. Shouldn't you let the physicians take a look?"As soon as she spoke, Lily realized her mistake. If the physicians discovered any injuries, it might expose Jane's actions.Jane remained calm, her gaze tinged with cold determination. "No one is to know that I participated in the fight."Lily immediately nodded. "Yes, Your Majesty! I understand."She knew better than to say more.Shortly after, a chamberlain arrived with a message. "Queen Jane,
The mention of dismemberment sent a shiver through the officials.According to the law, the crimes of Cameron and Wallenby didn't warrant such a severe punishment.The two were in utter shock and terror."No! Caleb was merely demoted back then. Why are we to be executed in such a cruel manner?""Your Majesty, have mercy! Spare us, Your Majesty!"Cameron crawled to Caleb's side, clutching his leg desperately."Caleb, save me! We once fought side by side and risked our lives together as comrades…"Yesterday, Cameron had been arrogant and domineering. Now, he was reduced to a pitiful state.Caleb, who loathed Cameron and Wallenby to the core, wished nothing more than to kill them with his own hands. Facing Cameron's pleas, his expression remained cold."You betrayed your comrades, using their lives to pave your way to promotion. Did you think about us as your comrades back then? Cameron, you're even more deserving of death than Wallenby!"Cameron's face turned pale. "No, no! You
Jane presented the letters. They were handed to George, who opened and read them one by one.Cameron and Wallenby stood silently at a distance, holding their breaths and avoiding even the slightest eye contact.Cameron was especially antsy. He kept reassuring himself. 'This is fake, all fake. The queen and Caleb are bluffing!'Bang!George slammed the letters onto the desk, his sharp gaze brimming with murderous intent."Kneel!"The two men immediately felt their legs weaken, collapsing to the floor.Moments later, the royal servants placed the letters before them, allowing them to see for themselves whether they were being wrongfully accused.If they pleaded innocence, their handwriting would be examined to confirm this.Cameron glanced at the letters and immediately felt a chill down his spine, as if needles were pricking his back.'How could this be?'He had hidden those letters so well. How could anyone have found them?Still unwilling to give up, he picked up one of th
Caleb raising grievances at this moment left everyone stunned.He was bringing up a case from two years ago. After so much time had passed, how could anything still be clearly investigated?Cameron immediately rebuked him."Young Master Caleb, if you have grievances, you should present them to the High Court! Filing a complaint here as if we don't uphold the law in Nidora—do you have any idea how that looks?"This madman—what was he trying to do?Robin also hadn't anticipated Caleb's bold move. He quickly stood up and addressed the king."Your Majesty, my son has acted impulsively—"But Caleb's tone was resolute. "Two years ago, I was tasked with escorting disaster relief grain through Bourdon. On the way, we were ambushed by bandits..."Cameron immediately jumped in, feigning righteous anger."Caleb! You still dare to bring that up! If it weren't for your poor judgment, insisting on taking that route, those men wouldn't have died!"He seized the initiative, pinning the blame
George's gaze was deep and cold.The rule that the harem must not interfere in political affairs existed not only to prevent collusion between the harem and the court, which could lead to the overreach of influential families, but also because most women in the harem were shortsighted. Their petty schemes and vying for favor were tolerable, but in formal situations, they lacked propriety and understanding of boundaries.Just as George was about to intervene to restore balance to the situation, Jane spoke up with composure."Helena indeed misspoke. There's always someone better refers to individual achievement."In truth, the thousands of soldiers on the frontlines are all heroes. Victories are not achieved by a single person. For instance, earlier, if it weren't for the previous contestants exhausting Ursa and creating an opening, my brother wouldn't have been able to defeat him so swiftly."Ultimately, you only sent one person to compete, so this could be considered as Nidora w
George's tall figure nearly blocked out the sunlight streaming in through the doorway.The mask was on the table inside the room.Darkness hung over George's handsome face as his gaze locked onto the figure behind the screen.He had crossed paths with the female assassin multiple times. Her moves were deeply engraved in his memory.The motions Caleb had just displayed—he looked exactly like her.Could it be a coincidence? He needed to confirm it with his own eyes.George strode forward swiftly. Without hesitation, he moved to the other side of the screen, extending a long arm…In that instant, their eyes met.Caleb, whose arm was grabbed and whose right shoulder was partially exposed, responded in surprise, "Your Majesty!"Not bothering to cover himself, he immediately lowered his head in a bow.George's sharp brows furrowed deeply, his dark eyes stormy as though a tempest had suddenly descended. "Are you alone?"Caleb was puzzled. "Yes, Your Majesty."At that moment, Steve
At the critical moment, Jane grabbed the wooden stake, using it to perform a quick turn and somersault. Her skirt spun elegantly in the air, drawing a perfect arc.Immediately, she leaped in front of Ursa, and in the blink of an eye, tore off his belt.The female spectators immediately turned away, covering their eyes. However, from a distance, they couldn't see clearly. All they knew was that Ursa's belt was now in Caleb's hands, like a long whip.George furrowed his brows.Tearing off the belt. How clever. That female assassin had also used this move against him.Everyone was curious about what Caleb intended to do by tearing off Ursa's belt.Even the three commanders closest to the martial stage couldn't understand. Was it to embarrass Ursa? Or maybe to seize the opportunity to attack while Ursa was distracted, fixing his pants?-Jane stood behind Ursa. He couldn't care about his pants as he swung the wooden stake backward in a fierce strike. In the blink of an eye, Jane us