Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1060

Before today, Carissa had never paid much attention to the question of who would succeed the throne.

First, Salvador was still young; it seemed unlikely that he would appoint a crown prince so soon.

Second, the royal family already had a legitimate eldest son, which was rare. Even in noble families, it wasn't uncommon for a legitimate son to be born after a concubine's child. There were many women in the king's harem, and it was always possible for a lesser concubine to bear the first son.

In many noble families, it was customary that before the primary wife entered the household, no other concubines were allowed to bear children. Even during the nights of intimacy, a special medicine was consumed to prevent conception. If a woman were to accidentally become pregnant, a medicinal abortion was a common solution.

However, the royal family was different. Any child born to a concubine, boy or girl, was still considered part of the royal bloodline.

One of Salvador's concubines, Penelope, who had conceived before Kylie, had once made Kylie anxious. She had feared that Penelope might give birth to the eldest prince. In the end, Penelope bore a princess, and Kylie was relieved.

Carissa had heard these stories from her mother, but she had never really given them much thought since then.

She had assumed that as the king's legitimate eldest son, Connor would be carefully nurtured and trained. What she hadn't anticipated was that he would grow up with such a character.

Kylie's actions were also puzzling-she had been a celebrated talent in the capital, accomplished in every art from painting to poetry, and had studied the classics.

know that indulging a child only harmed

His handsome face was softened by the dim light, making

Majesty will handle with great care. As for us, we are in no position to interfere with the succession. We can only watch and wait. And though Mother doesn't currently involve herself in politics, when it comes to appointing the crown

only was it beyond her influence, but it would also be unwise for Rafael to interfere. Such

wary of Rafael, the best thing to do was to stay out of it. That way, nothing would go wrong and no one could

brothers in a royal family, and maintaining harmony between ruler and subject was the

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in Fawnrun City, the moon hung

in the courtyard of the marshal's residence, Warhawk Keep, the tense atmosphere that had gripped her fading. She felt utterly drained, as though she lacked the strength even to speak. Fortunately, her headache hadn't returned. Otherwise, she feared she wouldn't have been able to hold on, and the battle

return and rest," Aria said, draping a cloak over her shoulders. Her eyes lingered on Lisandra's pale, gaunt face, and a wave of pity swept over her. Lisandra tightened the cloak around her.

her tendons, but she's stubborn-still clinging to life, hoping someone will come

raised an eyebrow. "Still hoping for rescue?

you took my money, you have to save me. Don't let me down. You

that chance. Send her to Grapevine Village and Melondrop Village tomorrow and let the people exact their vengeance. Keep a close watch on her. When she dies, cut off her head and take

for the ritual sacrifice."

resolve. "She has no right to keep living. Every day she spends in Fawnrun City is

Lisandra's gaze hardened. "Send

to the army.