Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 893

Barrett met Wayne's gaze, feeling an icy chill run down his spine as he saw the calculating glint in the latter's eyes.

The case involving Eleanor's rebellion wasn't even resolved yet, and now Harvey was trying to place someone by the king's side? Was he really as timid as he seemed? What exactly was he trying to do?

Barrett knew his own limits. He could never play double agent, especially not with Salvador. Having ten lives wouldn't be enough if he tried that.

He stood up immediately and respectfully said, "There's a matter at home that requires my attention. I must take my leave."

Without waiting for a reply, he turned and left.

Wayne stared after Barrett's retreating figure, his expression growing serious.

Had he misjudged? Did Barrett truly lack any ambition? Did he understand what it meant to be commander of the Crown Guard? That role meant he would be the king's most trusted personal guard, even more influential than a second-rank minister.

his research before seeking him out. He had always dreamed of bringing honor to the Warren family-it

someone else had already approached him? His mourning paperwork had been filed-someone must have

on him. After the New Year celebrations, Barrett hadn't gone anywhere other than the Capital Guard headquarters' training grounds. Because he was in mourning, he hadn't visited anyone, nor had he received visitors, with the exception of people from the Earl of

that didn't make sense. Oliver was at the Southern Frontier, Caspian was useless, and the rest were women. How could

trust Harvey's abilities. After all, these past years, the prince had been no better

Yuvan's name or status. And as for the ministers Eleanor had tried to win over, none of them could be

Yuvan years ago to slowly take over Eleanor's network and to never let her hold all the cards herself. But the prince had insisted she wouldn't be suspected, and now, years of effort in the

recommended, there was no one else useful. That was why they

now was that the queen dowager had sent someone to Hartstone Estate and discovered

Salvador thoroughly. The man's ambition ran deep, and he trusted no one. Harvey's sudden illness and departure from the capital at such a sensitive time should have raised alarms, yet the king had done

loss. Without knowing Salvador's next move, he couldn't make any predictions or prepare for

beyond their control. Wayne couldn't shake the feeling that things were slipping

wandering through

raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing the