Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1489 In royal matters, people seldom delve too deeply.

Especially since Connor was still young, his failure today wasn't seen as anything of real consequence. After all, he was the queen's son, destined for great honor in the future-no one would judge him too harshly over a small setback.

As everyone saw him suffering in pain, many began suggesting various remedies. Some had oils to apply on his stomach, while others offered their own suggestions of concoctions.

Even Sylvia and Grace came in to inquire after him. After all, they had brought their children along and surely carried some medicine with them. Seeing Connor's discomfort, they offered their remedies.

However, Kylie made no use of their offers. Her goal was simply to have them see Connor's current condition so they would report it to their families later.

In short, Connor's failure needed an explanation, a reason to let everyone know that he wasn't incompetent-it was just due to his physical discomfort.

After everyone had checked on Connor, they left. Marjorie lingered, offering to stay and help. However, Kylie politely insisted that she leave.

Lydia was heartbroken as she gently rubbed Connor's stomach, secretly wiping away tears with her other hand.

The water she had given him earlier contained a trace of poison. The poison powder was originally used to repel mosquitoes and venomous insects. In large doses, it could be fatal, but in small doses, it only caused pain and vomiting.

Dorian should have been able to detect it. However, he was cowardly, timid, and greedy for money he wouldn't say

plan Kylie came up with in a moment

said quietly, her face a mask of complex emotions. Seeing her

continued her ministrations and

returned, still in high spirits. Everyone had expected the Hell Monarch

who had the most impressive

and Sylvia shook her head with a wry smile. "It seems I won't be able

hearing of a fox caught, she mused instead about crafting

in high spirits, seemed completely unaffected by Connor's failure. He acted

as he made his way toward Grace. He had merely followed the hunting

and took

all. It was great

of wildflowers clutched in his

a playful scolding in her voice.

by the time he reached her, they were mostly crushed, with only two or three

still quite 3 of