Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 1060

Chapter 1060

Before today, Carissa had never paid much attention to the question of who would succeed

the throne.

First, Salvador was still young; it seemed unlikely that he would appoint a crown prince so

soon.

Second, the royal family already had a legitimate eldest son, which was rare. Even in noble families, it wasn’t uncommon for a legitimate son to be born after a concubine’s child. There were many women in the king’s harem, and it was always possible for a lesser concubine to bear the first son.

In many noble families, it was customary that before the primary wife entered the household, no other concubines were allowed to bear children. Even during the nights of intimacy, a special medicine was consumed to prevent conception. If a woman were to accidentally become pregnant, a medicinal abortion was a common solution.

However, the royal family was different. Any child born to a concubine, boy or girl, was still considered part of the royal bloodline.

One of Salvador’s concubines, Penelope, who had conceived before Kylie, had once made Kylie anxious. She had feared that Penelope might give birth to the eldest prince. In the end, Penelope bore a princess, and Kylie was relieved.

Carissa had heard these stories from her mother, but she had never really given them much thought since then.

She had assumed that as the king’s legitimate eldest son, Connor would be carefully nurtured and trained. What she hadn’t anticipated was that he would grow up with such a character.

in the capital, accomplished in every

not know that indulging a child only harmed

her brow. His handsome face was softened by the dim light,

even more serene.

is something His Majesty will handle with great care. As for us, we are in no position to interfere with the succession. We can only watch and wait. And though

the same thing. Not only was it

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also be unwise for Rafael to interfere.

thing to do was to stay out of it. That way, nothing would go wrong and no one could find anything to use against them, which would put them

sense of boundaries was essential–after all, they were brothers in a royal family, and maintaining harmony between

moon hung in the sky

the courtyard of the marshal’s residence, Warhawk Keep, the tense atmosphere that had gripped her fading. She felt utterly drained, as though she lacked

have been able to hold on, and the battle would have

cloak over her shoulders. Her eyes lingered on Lisandra’s pale,

around her. “How

her tendons, but she’s stubborn -still clinging to life,

“Still hoping for

that?”

something like, ‘Since you took my