Her Majestic Battle Cry

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The inkpot didn’t hit Connor–Derek had made sure to step in and block it. At this crucial moment, Connor couldn’t afford to make any mistakes.

Even though it hadn’t struck him, the boy was terrified. He burst into loud, uncontrollable sobs.

Salvador’s fury was unrelenting. “At your age, I could recite The Thousand Verses with ease! You can’t even manage two proper lines! From now on, you’ll live in your grandmother’s palace.”

Connor’s wails grew louder at the decree. “No! I don’t want to go! I want to stay with Mom! I hate Grandmother!”

He truly did hate visiting Victoria. Every time he went to see her, she would drill him on his studies–just like his dad. Connor despised being questioned about reading and lessons. Why did everyone insist he study all the time?

“Take him away! Send him to Serenity Palace immediately,” Salvador ordered coldly.

Giovanni promptly summoned two young chamberlains to escort Connor to Serenity Palace.

Salvador’s face turned red with anger, but in his heart, he felt an overwhelming sense of sadness.

How could his eldest son be such a failure?

Derek began tidying up the shattered inkpot quietly. His expression was an unreadable mix of emotions. Finally, he murmured, “Your Majesty, please calm your anger.”

Salvador’s chest heaved as he struggled to suppress his fury and frustration. His mind churned with thoughts of contingency plans. If the worst comes to pass, perhaps he would have Victoria govern from behind the scenes until Connor grew older.

if Victoria devoted her heart and soul to raising Connor, what hope was there? He would never become the ruler this kingdom needed. Worse yet, he might grow into an ungrateful

hadn’t slept all night, and though

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toward Derek. “What do

uneasy. He had his suspicions but dared not voice them.” Your Majesty, I

eyes narrowed, and his tone turned colder. “You’re thinking he might

formed on Derek’s brow. He wiped them away hastily

temples, weariness evident in the lines etched across

Louis and his men

His voice turned colder.

who can relay information to him faster than

each

Oliver’s desertion, he should have reported it to me first. Sneaking onto the battlefield

the Southern Frontier, it would still be like setting

commanding the Southern Frontier army was nearly impossible. If the Hell Monarch returned victorious, it wouldn’t matter whether the military authority he held was recalled–the mere fact he could lead without the military command

that danger, there would be only one solution:

wouldn’t go to the Southern Frontier. That would do him far more harm than good. Without my edict, leading troops into battle

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