Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 889

After collecting his thoughts, Salvador was struck by a question-why had his mom suddenly sent someone to treat his uncle?

He paused, deep in thought, then asked, "I heard from the palace servants that Aunt Helen came by today."

Victoria chuckled. "Yes, I asked her to come. The Treasury Office sent over a batch of new jewelry, and among them was a pure-gold and seven-colored gemstone tiara. Kylie and Sylvia both wanted it, so I was caught in a dilemma.

"Kylie is the queen, so if she liked it, it should've gone to her. But Sylvia is carrying your son, which gives her great merit. I couldn't decide who to give it to, so I gave it to your aunt. Little did I know, she was like a thief-she not only took that tiara, but also snatched up seven or eight other pieces. I really regret it."

Salvador laughed along with her. "If she likes it, then it's good. If she's happy, then you're happy, Mom."

He wasn't concerned about material wealth. Making his mom happy was what mattered most.

After dinner, Salvador excused himself and left. Victoria went out for a walk with Solana and Summer by her side. It was a habit she had maintained for many years. No matter how cold the weather, she would always take a short rest after dinner before going for a stroll.

The cold northern wind howled through the air as she lifted her gaze to the endless rows of palace lanterns. The further the lanterns stretched, the more they seemed to dissolve into mist, their lights blurry and distant, like glazed glass submerged in water.

say something, but they walked all the way to the Royal Garden in silence. The only sounds were the wind and their

long been worried about Salvador's suspicions regarding the Hell Monarch, which could cause

she had to be cautious with her words. Anything she said carried weight, and because of that,

Helen kept the

a woman should always dress

Estate. Likewise, Hell Monarch Estate was keeping a close watch on

application, so why was Salvador still sending him to the Capital Guard headquarters

gone, as was his child,

this was just how his life would be-three years of mourning, and then either a position

bleak, but for some reason, he felt a strange sense of relief. However, it didn't last long. His second aunt still insisted on splitting the family, while his dad was avoiding responsibilities. And

his wife and status, had become completely listless. Viola's gaze nowadays was filled with hate and irony, and Aurora was still hiding away in Blessed Haven, unwilling to

it weighed on

selling off many of the servants, Valor Estate felt cold and empty. It no longer felt like a home, but

Barrett stepped through the door, the suffocating feeling would hit him, making him feel as though the air was being squeezed out of his lungs. Every step forward felt like he was drowning. There