Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1610

And yet, I knew well enough that Carissa held no affection for my brother. She chose to marry him only because she didn't wish to enter the palace and serve at my side.

Since their hearts were not truly united as one, I thought to raise Carissa's standing by granting her command of the Mystic Army. In the eyes of others, the Mystic Army would still be in the hands of Carissa and Rafael's household, and it would seem like I had not stripped my brother of his power.

At the time, it seemed a most clever arrangement.

However, I failed to foresee that they would not always be distant from each other. Time nurtured affection, and through marriage's union, their interests too became one.

I couldn't have known. The queen and I had never shared such closeness, nor had I ever given much thought to matters of marriage.

But thankfully, though their affection deepened, they never bore any ambition to replace me.

It was my own mistrust that led me astray.

At first, I believed that though Carissa was skilled in martial arts, leading the

Mystic Army would prove too great a burden. With so many under her command unwilling to accept her, I thought she might give up within a few months, after which I could appoint someone else.

brought every unruly man to heel. The entire Mystic Army came to

same mistake as so many others in this age: no one truly believed a woman capable. I had

I found myself

on campaign, I committed a foolish act that gave rise to gossip. As a result, Carissa claimed illness and withdrew from public view, while I found myself

to happen to one in my position. I had disregarded the bond of brotherhood and showed

retribution-my misdeeds returned to me. I had

my children to high standards, yet never gave them enough care

he was idle and dull, sharp-tongued and petty, his temper spoiled beyond repair. How could someone like that become the crown prince,

was not sending him to my

have a way of leading one astray. Having held it so

went to visit

that there was no anger or despair in him. Instead, he had begun to study medicine and learn the use of herbs. It was as though he had shed his old self entirely. I was comforted by it, and yet, I grieved for him. He ought never to have been trapped in such

life would be? My

lay eyes on him. In this entire matter, it one claimed he did not have the slightest selfish motive and

astray by

I wouldn't believe