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.

been a celebrated talent in the capital, accomplished in every art from painting

only harmed

Rafael said, his hand gently massaging her brow. His handsome face was softened

even more serene.

with the succession. We can only watch and wait. And though Mother doesn’t currently involve herself in politics, when it comes to appointing the crown prince,

nodded. She had been thinking the same thing. Not only was it

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Chapter 1060

for Rafael to interfere. Such actions might invite suspicion from

Rafael, the best thing to do was to stay out of it. That way, nothing would go

essential–after all, they were brothers in a royal family, and

fell in Fawnrun City, the moon hung

Warhawk Keep, the tense atmosphere that had gripped her fading. She

feared she wouldn’t have been able to

her shoulders. Her eyes lingered on Lisandra’s pale, gaunt face, and a wave of pity swept

around

being held. She’s half–dead already. We’ve severed her tendons, but she’s stubborn -still clinging to life,

an eyebrow. “Still hoping for

that?”

“When she was delirious, she kept muttering something like, ‘Since you took my money, you have to save me. Don’t let me down. You won’t disappoint me,