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?"

Connor is the eldest prince, and he's the son of the queen. He has matured greatly under the tutelage of Mr. Young. He

him off. "Time is something I

But whether he can maintain that effort, we cannot yet say. People and children especially are

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silent. Did Salvador truly need to ask? How

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

a deposed queen, while Caden would be the son of the new

a storm

ruthless. It was hard to imagine how many heads

Majesty?" Jeremiah asked directly. "Is it a problem with Prince Connor, or is

my queen and not concubines," Salvador replied, his voice steady but carrying a

paused, then exhaled

is the

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

another pause, Salvador smiled

growing, his personality makes him, the perfect puppet. Even if he manages to rule on his own at 18, his laziness and stubbornness are things he'll never

simply aren't meant to be king. Over the years, I've been too

and left him to Kylie, who spoiled him too

my forties or fifties, there would still have been time for him to change. But now,

"Your Majesty..."

He had already sorted through his many thoughts in a single day. His mind was sharp, focusing on the core of the