Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1303

Ever since being confined to Everspring Palace, Kylie hadn't set foot outside its gates.

However, after years of maneuvering and influence within the court, news of major events always found its way to her, even in isolation.

Today's whispers were no different. She had heard about Jeremiah's bold suggestion that Salvador personally lead the army.

The thought alone sent her heart racing, excitement and anticipation surging through her veins. If Salvador were to lead the army himself, he would have no choice but to appoint a crown prince before leaving.

And at this moment, there was no other contender but Connor-the eldest prince.

It seemed to Kylie as though the Hell Monarch's sudden illness couldn't have come at a better time.

As her initial excitement subsided, she forced herself to think clearly. This development, as promising as it seemed, might not come to fruition. Salvador had been absent from the battlefield for years.

Would he really risk his safety to go now?

Besides, there were still capable generals in the court, and Yuvan was stirring up a rebellion.

Still, the idea lingered in her mind. If Salvador did decide to lead the campaign, he would earn

someone clinging

endlessly, leaving her tossing and turning

the sound of hurried footsteps broke the silence. Her maid, Talia, rushed in with

the king has sent someone to escort the

nor had he summoned Connor. Though the wait had tested her patience, she had known better than to act

of internal strife and external threats-was nothing short

summon me as well?" "No, Your Majesty," Talia replied.

to lead the army, the management of the royal harem should naturally fall back into her hands. Only she could maintain order among the concubines and curb

a crown prince while leaving the harem's authority in Sylvia and Grace's hands would

furrowed. "Where's

tinge of exasperation. "It's still so early-he refuses to

seeping through the windows. "No surprise

past. Though there had been some improvement recently, he still didn't wake up early to study. Knowing that this was a critical time, she decided to personally visit his bedroom. There were many things she needed to remind

the sounds of a tantrum. Loud

holding Connor in her arms as a maid combed

let him behave like this, especially with Mr. Walker waiting outside. What if

Majesty," Lydia replied hastily. "I've already sent someone to keep Mr. Walker entertained in the front hall. He

his face flushed with frustration. Having been unceremoniously dragged out of bed, he had thrown a fit earlier, making it a challenge just to get him dressed. Now, half- asleep, he was grudgingly allowing his hair to be combed as he