Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 888

The thick curtains were drawn so tightly that not a breath of air could pass through. There were four or five charcoal burners scattered throughout the room. With the windows slightly open and the charcoal not producing smoke, the air circulated just enough to make the room warm without feeling stifling.

Horace moved a stool into the second layer of curtains, then approached and gently placed the hand of the person lying in bed on the edge.

"Mr. Wright, please sit and check His Highness' heart rate."

Seth sat down, intending to lift the curtain to see Harvey's face, but Horace stopped him.

"His Highness mustn't be exposed to the cold."

"It's necessary to observe his complexion, not just his heart rate, Seth said, frowning.

What was going on? If Harvey was sick, it was only right to focus on treatment.

Keith stepped forward and pulled back the curtain with one swift motion. The figure lying in bed was trembling uncontrollably-he was clearly not Harvey.

As Horace's face drained of color, his mind raced with several possible explanations, but none of them were plausible. They had never expected any issues with this. No one had ever paid much attention to Harvey and his family. Over the years, whenever the prince left the estate, no one had come to inquire.

"This is truly absurd," Seth said, stunned. "You got someone to impersonate Prince Harvey?"

Highness has gone to a secluded residence to rest, but Her Grace didn't want to seem unappreciative of Her Majesty's kindness, so... she

his expression indifferent. "Well then, shall we report this to the queen

"Lady Heather, we'll take our

Though covered by blankets, the coarse fabric of the clothing at the

a servant sleep in Harvey's

look at Heather. "Is His Highness

instinctively nodded. "Yes, he's

slight nod before he and Seth took their

reported everything truthfully to Victoria. Upon hearing the news, she wasn't

murmured, "A silent dog can bite the

the king

accepted the command before

dine together in the palace. Salvador was an extremely devoted son, and whenever he had time, he would come to accompany Victoria. The queen dowager usually ate in silence, without

was finished, the servants came to clear the dishes and brought them water to rinse

Uncle Harvey has been ill for some time. Today,

to find a servant lying in his bed. That family, despite their quiet appearance,

flickered for a

of discipline. It was far worse there