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.

not know that indulging a child only harmed the child? Especially when that child was the future crown

Rafael said, his hand gently massaging her brow. His handsome face was softened by the dim light, making his features

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

but it would also be unwise for Rafael to interfere. Such actions might

out of it. That way, nothing would go wrong and no one could find anything to use against them, which would put them

were brothers in a royal

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City, the moon hung in the sky like a

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

on Lisandra's pale, gaunt face, and a wave of pity swept over her.

she's stubborn-still clinging to life, hoping someone will

raised an eyebrow. "Still hoping for rescue? Did she

she was delirious, she kept muttering something like, 'Since you took my money, you have to save me. Don't let me down. You won't disappoint me, right?"""

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."

right to keep living. Every day she spends in Fawnrun City is an insult to

Lisandra's gaze hardened. "Send

to the army.