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.

in silence. The only sounds were the wind and their footsteps, and not once did the

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

words. Anything

Violet received a crystal bead bracelet. Helen kept the rest of the jewelry for herself as a reward. She would

a woman should always dress

to keep an eye on both Barrett and Hartstone Estate. Likewise, Hell Monarch Estate was

already submitted a mourning application, so why was Salvador still sending

his child, and even

just how his life would be-three years of mourning, and then either a position with the Crown Guard or back to the

sense of relief. However, it didn't last long. His second aunt still insisted on splitting the family, while his dad was

was filled with hate

of it weighed

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

the suffocating feeling would hit him, making him feel as though the air was being squeezed out of his lungs. Every step