Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1484 Sebastian's treatments were indeed effective. In just half a month, Salvador's complexion had improved his face no longer carried that sickly, waxen pallor but instead held a faint flush of color. His strength had also returned significantly. If not for the occasional bouts of pain, he might have believed himself fully

recovered.

Sebastian wasn't present today, but the Royal Medical Department had sent several physicians. They claimed that since there were many people around, they needed to better guard against any unexpected incidents.

However, the real reason for Sebastian's absence was obvious-he didn't want the court officials and their families to realize just how much Salvador relied on him.

Connor and Caden, guided by guards from the Royal Guard, sat atop their horses. The two young boys each had a bow slung across their backs and looked remarkably serious, as if they truly belonged on the hunt.

On the other hand, Felix held Cecil in his arms atop the horse. Dressed in a thin red jacket, Cecil's cheeks flushed with excitement-he looked utterly charming.

At Salvador's command, a hundred horses galloped forward, their thundering hooves shaking the very earth. The young men charged into Everwood Park, sending flocks of startled birds into the sky.

Carissa felt uneasy and immediately urged her horse forward, following alongside Michael.

She had been to Everwood Park before, but only as a child. She had sat by the lakeside with the other noblewomen while Hector participated in the hunt.

This was her first time entering the forest itself.

Of course, a royal hunting ground held little true danger-no ferocious beasts were lurking within.

Though today's hunt was officially centered around Salvador, he intended for Connor and Caden to take the spotlight.

As soon as they entered the forest, Salvador reined in his horse and gestured for the two boys to take their turn.

a cage held a few

tried again and again, but the same

his eyes, and he

His face darkened, his disappointment

at the palace, Connor had at least been able to draw his bow and shoot. His shots lacked power, but after extra training from Rafael, he had at least managed to land arrows near the target, even if he hadn't hit

cage was placed so close that as long as he could shoot

of him. His lack of mental fortitude was clear. And instead of gritting his teeth and

target, as long as he had shown determination, the court officials might have seen him

nothing short of

inwardly. He had given Connor the same advice just yesterday: If the arrows didn't fly true, it wasn't

was to keep goin

even

arms ached, even if the arrows

"I'll practice harder and next

would show the confidence he needed, and that alone would be enough.

made Rafael appear unfit as the Deputy Royal

was in tears. He

deep breath, focused, and pulled his bow with all his might. When he released, the arrow flew swiftly, embedding itself in the mountain rat's body with a

their admiration

quickly

were awkward, especially Malcolm's. He tilted