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?"

"Prince Connor is the eldest prince, and he's the son of the queen. He has matured greatly under the

off. "Time is something I

he can maintain that effort, we

gaze grew more intense. "And what of the Quinton family and Grace's natal family? Which poses the greater

remained silent. Did Salvador truly need to ask? How could Grace's family possibly compare to

picture, the second prince would always be in a questionable

a deposed queen, while Caden would be

that would cause a storm

only had a year to live, his methods would undoubtedly be ruthless. It was hard to imagine how

"Is it a problem with Prince Connor, or

my queen and not concubines," Salvador replied, his voice steady but carrying a weight. "I value

paused, then

he is the kind of person

measured only against his past behavior. And even then, it took a great deal of effort from Mr. Young and the queen dowager to shape

pause,

personality makes him, the perfect puppet. Even if he manages

Over the years,

Kylie, who spoiled him too much. That's how he ended up

my responsibility... If I could live to my forties or fifties, there would still have been time

"Your Majesty..."

many thoughts in a single day. His mind was sharp, focusing on the core