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

support from the people. And Yuvan, like someone clinging to their last chance,

endlessly, leaving her tossing and turning through the

footsteps broke the silence. Her maid, Talia, rushed in with urgency written all over her

has sent someone to escort the eldest prince

trembling ever so slightly. "Hurry, help me get dressed." During her time in confinement, Salvador hadn't visited her once, nor had he summoned Connor. Though the wait had tested her patience, she had known better than to act rashly. She could only bide her

internal strife and external threats-was nothing short of a divine opportunity for both her

occurred to her. "Did His Majesty summon me as well?" "No, Your Majesty," Talia replied. "He only instructed Mr. Walker to

lead the army, the management of the royal harem should naturally fall back into her hands.

harem's authority in Sylvia

furrowed.

Lydia is comforting Prince Connor," Talia reported with a tinge of exasperation. "It's still so early-he refuses to

dawn seeping through the

was a critical time, she decided to personally visit his bedroom. There were many things she needed to remind him of, to make

a tantrum. Loud protests and grumbling echoed from within. Concerned, Kylie quickened her pace

Lydia holding Connor in her arms as a maid combed

through the commotion. "You cannot let him behave like this, especially with Mr. Walker

Lydia replied hastily. "I've already sent someone to keep Mr. Walker entertained

it a challenge just to get him dressed. Now, half- asleep, he was grudgingly allowing his hair to be combed as he