Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 859

A storm of opposition swept through the court.

“This is preposterous! If such a place is established, what will become of the principles of obedience and virtue?” one official shouted, his voice rising above the others.

“Indeed! This will only embolden women, making them disrespect their in–laws, stir up jealousy, and even cause chaos in the household,” another added vehemently.

“I don’t think this reflects your views, Your Highness. This is clearly Her Grace’s idea, right? To please her, His Highness is willing to sacrifice men’s dignity. How laughable!” came another scathing remark

Salvador sat on the throne, observing the uproar below He occasionally pursed his lips or let a small smile slip, but this was a true spectacle. Since Rafael returned from the Southern Frontier, praise for him had flowed like a river, while criticism was a rare bird.

He sighed inwardly.

Ah, Rafael was still too young. He had struck a nerve with the officials. If women had an escape route, how could they be controlled? Rafael thought he was winning the hearts of the people, but in doing so, he lost the support of the scholars.

This strategy was Rafael’s miscalculation.

the topic at the next court session. He hoped the situation would simmer and grow, with even more voices

let the matter gain traction, ensuring that the populace would be abuzz about it. If this initiative were to be realized, it needed to make a significant commotion so everyone would be aware of this new

of commotion would be perfect. By then, the entire capital would know about it. Plus, renovating

up accommodations would take time. A

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now fell silent, knowing better than to speak against him alone. If they were to criticize, it would be in a

Minister, Davis, followed closely behind Rafael. The minister had feigned outrage earlier. echoing the sentiments of others, merely regurgitating their words. Deep down, however, Davis found himself in agreement–he truly supported

man well–trained for two to three decades under the thumb of his wife, Hannah, he now found himself thinking from a woman’s perspective. It was a skill honed over years of marriage. If this initiative succeeded, Hannah would be overjoyed. When she was happy, harmony would reign in their household, leading to a more pleasant

to be involved in such

wouldn’t be so fixated on his shortcomings. Sighing inwardly, he reflected on how, at her age, she had a knack for being in an

uproar in court soon spilled over to the streets, where the citizens buzzed with discussion. The reaction was so explosive that it felt

so foolish. Had he lost his mind? They knew that if such a place for

of Carissa’s actions, and even many of the women were not fully in support. Only a few–those who had

hidden from view. No one would openly