Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1426

That evening, Jeremiah chose to stay in the palace.

Salvador still hadn't visited the harem, nor had he returned to his chambers. Instead, he had made his bed on the couch within the royal study.

Jeremiah watched as Salvador finished his medicine and then offered him a piece of candy.

Salvador accepted it, but he didn't eat it right away. His expression softened, and he smiled.

"I still remember. When I was younger, my dad would punish me here in the royal study. Afterward, you would always give me a piece of candy and say a word of encouragement."

Jeremiah glanced at Salvador. "Yes, I remember that as well. You used to tell me that you wished to be a wise ruler one day."

Salvador's smile faltered, and he bit into the candy. His voice grew muffled as he spoke. "Have I disappointed you, Mr. Murray?"

Jeremiah shook his head. "No, not at all. In my heart, you're a wise ruler, Your Majesty."

"I am not," Salvador said, his eyes darkening with a hint of regret. "I still have many ambitions, but I fear I may not have the chance to achieve them."

"The Royal Medical Department hasn't made a definitive diagnosis. You shouldn't be so disheartened." Jeremiah's words felt thin, lacking the warmth they were intended to carry.

Salvador sighed, his expression clouded. "I am disappointed, yes. But more than that, I am planning."

He reclined deeper into the couch, his gaze distant. "First, we must decide on the Crown Prince. What do you think of Connor, Mr. Murray?"

queen. He has matured greatly under the tutelage of Mr. Young. He is no longer the mischievous boy

him off. "Time is something I don't have. What

and capable. Though he is just beginning his studies, his diligence is evident. But whether he can maintain that effort, we cannot yet say. People

the Quinton family and Grace's natal family? Which poses the greater

ask? How could Grace's family

second prince would always be in a questionable position-unless Kylie was deposed and Grace was

become the son of a deposed queen, while

a storm of

methods would undoubtedly be ruthless. It was hard to imagine how many

asked directly. "Is it

eldest son, born from my queen and not concubines," Salvador replied, his

paused, then exhaled

the

are measured only against his past behavior. And even then, it took a great deal of effort from

pause, Salvador smiled

power of his maternal family growing, his personality makes him, the perfect puppet. Even if he manages to rule on his own at 18, his laziness

meant to be king. Over the years, I've been too

upbringing and left him to Kylie, who spoiled him too

to my forties or fifties, there would still have been time for him

"Your Majesty..."

words. He had already sorted through his many thoughts in a single day. His