Chapter 1483 Though Salvador had trained in martial arts, he lacked Rafael's keen eye for detail. He hadn't noticed that Caden had prior training-he only saw a son who was diligent, disciplined, and improving rapidly.

A brilliant child.

If only he had been born to Kylie!

It would have made things so much easier. Salvador wouldn't have to hesitate- he could have simply chosen Caden.

The day before the Verdant Hunt, Salvador summoned Rafael to the royal study.

"What do you think of my three sons?" he asked.

Rafael answered bluntly.

"Prince Connor has no interest in martial arts. His talent is poor, and his attitude is indifferent. Even after days of training, he still holds the bow incorrectly. Every time I correct him, he makes the same mistake again the next day.

"Prince Caden is strong, skilled, and takes archery seriously. He already had a foundation before this, so he's nearly on par with Ryan.

"As for Prince Cecil, he's just there to play."

Salvador paused. "A foundation? Caden's trained before?"

"I checked his arms and bone structure," Rafael said. "He's practiced martial arts before specifically archery."

Salvador's expression eased slightly. "He's talented, hardworking... A child worth teaching."

prince. If ability was all that mattered, Salvador wouldn't be sitting

eldest son born from the queen as heir... wasn't it,

studied Rafael, lost

choosing him as heir? Especially when

he saw such an exceptional son rising before him... Did

roles

was the one making the choice and he finally understood

the

grand procession of carriages set out for Everwood

Park was a vast hunting ground reserved for the royal family, its rolling hills

ove

and drifting white

ladies, adorned in fine silks

elaborate gold and glass hair clasp as the prize-whoever caught the

produced a pair of finely crafted gold bangles and

Sylvia still held authority over the harem, so they couldn't afford

through iron with ease. She declared

breath of anyone who laid eyes on

fun, each offering up precious trinkets of their

truth-no matter how many treasures were laid out,

consort.

compete with

men rode onto the field,

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