Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Violet pointed a trembling finger at Molly, her eyes burning with fiery rage.

"Molly, I'm warning you if you continue helping Jessica spread rumors about Skye Embroidery, I'll tear your tongue out," she spat, her voice low and dangerous. With that, Violet turned in a dramatic motion and stormed out of the room.

The entire time, she didn't spare Yuvan a single glance.

As the guards outside gathered, Yuvan turned and raised a hand, signaling them to step back. Violet let out a cold snort and swept past them without looking back.

Yuvan watched her retreating figure, her red dress like a flash of fire. She moved with purpose, confident and unafraid this was the Spencer woman he had truly wanted to marry.

"Your Highness, she hit me! How could you just let her go?" Molly covered her face and started crying, her cheek red and swollen, tears streaming down like rain.

Yuvan withdrew his gaze from Violet's back and looked at Molly. The warmth and tenderness that had once been there had vanished completely, replaced by a sharp coldness. His brow furrowed. How could two women from the same family be so different?

"Your Highness!" Molly sensed his growing displeasure and pressed closer to him, trying once again to draw out his previous gentleness. "My face hurts so much. You should be the one to take revenge for me!" Yuvan's eyes remained hard, his brow still furrowed. "She just said you've been helping Jessica spread rumors about Skye Embroidery. What's going on?"

Molly hadn't told Yuvan about lending money to Jessica for usury, unsure if he would approve. The Spencer family had strictly forbidden such actions. Now, seeing his cold expression, dread filled her heart. "I... I just heard that Jessica was divorced and wanted to go to Skye Embroidery, but Carissa refused her. I couldn't just stand by, so I spoke up for her," she stammered.

Yuvan's lips curled into a cynical smile. "I had no idea my wife was so bold and could openly defy the Hell Monarch's princess consort herself."

wide with confusion. "I was just thinking... Jessica is your niece, Your Highness. I couldn't bear to see her cast out like that, so I helped her just a little." "Then, why didn't you go directly to Ironridge Estate to stand up for her? You pity her for being cast out onto the streets, yet you didn't bring her back to live here?" Yuvan asked, his voice cold and harsh. Molly hesitated, then spoke softly, her voice barely above a whisper, "Her mom was involved in treason and has been confined at

grabbed her chin, venomously snapping, "You know her mom's involved in treason, and yet you still associate

his eyes, trembled. Her voice quivered as she said, "Your Highness, what are you doing? If I've done something wrong, you should just tell

was devoid of

before? In the capital, don't associate with people carelessly. You're

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cousin. How

are you to

Molly's tears spilled over, and a bitter

I'm a princess

have to

just staying at Hell Monarch Estate. Even the Hell Monarch's princess consort has to

darkened. "And yet I don't see Carissa respecting you

the red mark on

to Hell Monarch Estate to apologize to Violet and invite her to Edgeview Estate as a guest. If

cracked in disbelief, asking, "Your