Chapter 903

That night, Rafael held Carissa quietly as they slept. Her breathing was steady, as if she had drifted off to sleep.

Rafael knew she hadn't. Curled up in his arms, she lay still with not a single movement, each steady breath so controlled it seemed deliberate.

She didn't want him to worry.

At the Sullivan family's residence in Victory Pass, the royal edict had arrived. The messengers sent were Felix and Homer from the Septimus Tetra reconnaissance team. Naturally, they were accompanied by people from both the Crown Guard and Royal Guard.

Felix and Homer were both fourth-rank generals, but had yet to be assigned significant duties by the king. This task, delivering the royal edict to Victory Pass, was their first real assignment. If they performed well, Salvador might start using them more frequently.

Yet, this task felt like an impossible burden. Most of the soldiers and officers still looked up to Dominic and Hector. They were here under the guise of delivering an edict, but in reality, they were escorting him. Felix and Homer both felt deeply uneasy about the situation.

Originally, a Crown Guard officer, Galen Kimber, wanted to leave that day itself. However, Felix and Homer managed to convince him to allow Dominic to say his goodbyes to his family, and they would depart the following day.

that night, everything was the same as usual. The meal was served at

to come eventually, and everyone was mentally prepared.

up at his aging father, his eyes red-rimmed. "I'll accompany you

continued eating and simply said, "No

an edict for Wallace to take command of the troops. It would make sense for me to accompany you back to the capital. Besides, I'm just a broken shell of a man now. Whatever happens, I

lost an arm. You can still wield a blade with one hand. You're still a general. His Majesty has ordered your eighth brother to take command, but Wallace doesn't have your experience.

his cutlery, his voice trembling with unshed

countless times how they could help their dad escape the consequences of that

said, Wyatt is more experienced than I am, so he should remain at

I've already packed

table full of sons, daughters-in-law, grandsons, and granddaughters. He saw the concern in their eyes and

down his cutlery and wiped his mouth. "Enough. Why is everyone fighting to

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