Violet and the others had stayed at Willowbrook Estate for so many days, turning the place upside down. Yet, they found nothing. She had decided it was time to leave.Spending every day following Hayden's indulgent routine of eating and drinking had become tiresome. Violet felt as if the days were slipping away, especially now that Carissa was so busy and she hadn't been able to help. It left her feeling unsettled.At dinner that evening, she turned to Hayden and said, "I'll leave tomorrow."Hayden glanced at her with a smile. "What's this? Haven't I treated you well with good food and drink? Why the sudden departure?"Violet answered honestly, "The food's been too good—every day, it's either mountain delicacies or seafood."Hayden laughed heartily. "You're like a wild boar, unable to appreciate the finer things!" He waved it off. "Fine, if you're tired of it, then go ahead."He called for Sonny. "Sonny, go to the storeroom and pick out some gifts. When they leave tomorrow,
Cynthia suggested testing the waters, but Violet immediately shook her head. "Don't try it. Pretend you don't know anything. We leave at dawn, and then we'll tell Cari and Jacob."However, a thought suddenly crossed Bun's mind. "But can we really leave?"Cynthia blinked, surprised. "You mean he won't let us go? He's going to keep us here? But Prince Hayden said we could leave.""Why did Prince Hayden call for Vivi, then? Have you thought about that?" Bun asked.Violet paced back and forth, feeling a bit uneasy. She had discussed this issue with Carissa before. It clearly wasn't about asking for help. Could it be a hostage situation?It didn't seem like that, either. Instead, it felt more like someone was deliberately trying to reveal a flaw for them to notice."Is it possible that Prince Hayden and Gordon aren't on the same side?" Violet murmured, recalling the strange dynamics during their stay at Willowbrook Estate. Gordon had been everywhere, yet he never felt quite present.
Hayden let out a cold grunt. He deliberately turned his face away, refusing to look at Nicholas.Nicholas stood tall and elegant, though he wore Gordon's face. In a calm and steady tone, he said, "I will fulfill my promises to you. The riverworks project will be completed. There will be no senseless bloodshed, no harm to the people of the capital, no destruction of crops. And rest assured, Dad, I will not let you die. Once I claim the throne, I promise you, you will be the one to ascend to the royal seat."Hayden scoffed, the derision in his voice unmistakable. "You really are the picture of a devoted son."Nicholas' gaze remained steady, his words sincere. "I have vowed, and I will keep my word. You will sit on the throne, ruling over all. No more threats from Sandoria, no more stagnation at the borders with Westhaven. The people will prosper, and Starhaven will flourish."Hayden spat contemptuously. "You, an ungrateful traitor working with Sandoria and Westhaven, have the audac
Hayden stood frozen, staring at the shards of his broken cup scattered on the floor. The pieces weren't particularly sharp, but they were enough to tear through skin, perhaps even slit a wrist.Slowly, he bent down and picked up a fragment. His mind was lost in a haze of dark thoughts.Before he could move further, a hand gripped his wrist, pulling him back sharply. "Be careful, Your Highness. You'll cut yourself."The sudden pain in his wrist was sharp as the grip tightened. The shard was swiftly taken from his hand.The man who had appeared was dressed in black, his silhouette swallowed by the shadows, as if part of the darkness itself. Hayden had no idea how many people like this were in his household. Everywhere he went, the sense of being watched clung to him.These people were more than just skilled. Their martial arts were advanced, and their inner force was formidable. They wielded weapons and hidden blades with frightening precision. Even when Hayden was with Violet a
Today was Adrian's birthday, but Everett insisted that it wasn't.It didn't really matter, though. Since Adrian wanted a lively celebration, he had sent out invitations a few days ago to the Meadow Ridge factions and a few of the more amicable martial arts guilds. Over 30 seats were set for the feast.Everett personally took charge of the event, as he handled most matters within the Pathfinders Guild. He didn't mind putting in the effort, but what bothered him was the stipulation his martial brother had made in the invitation—no birthday gifts. That was a bit much.The Pathfinders Guild had money, certainly, but it wasn't meant to be squandered so carelessly. When they went to other people's banquets or birthday celebrations, they never went empty-handed. There were always gifts and tokens of goodwill.But Adrian, a man who had more money than sense, couldn't stand being idle without finding an excuse to spend a little. He would never pass up an opportunity to splurge.What stru
The Pathfinders Guild was known for its strict selection of apprentices, so Adrian's true apprentices were few—15 in total, including those who had long since left the guild.The apprentices who left did not betray the guild. Rather, each had their own path to follow.Adrian was not rigid. He allowed his apprentices to pursue their own desires, as long as their actions did not harm the common people or the innocent.Only a few days ago, Adrian had sent messages by carrier pigeon to those former apprentices. Now accomplished in their own rights, they would all return to the capital at his summons, to assist their youngest martial sister.There were other apprentices in the guild, but they were not Adrian's personal apprentices. They were, however, called apprentices out of respect. Adrian occasionally gave them guidance, but their martial training was primarily overseen by the guild's two senior martial elders. On rare occasions, Adrian's direct apprentices would step in to help.T
For several days, Carissa had attended the court meetings. In doing so, she began to understand the truth behind Jeremiah's words—that in matters of state, everyone had their own opinion, each with its own merit. The debates went on endlessly, with no clear direction given. Arguments were made for and against, yet nothing was resolved.Carissa felt she could no longer be a part of these discussions. Over the past few days, she had been swept up in the tide of conflicting opinions, unsure of which step to take next.Moreover, Salvador's health had not improved. He continued to cough persistently, trying to hold his composure despite his weakening body. Some people took advantage of the situation and suggested it was time to designate the crown prince. It was brought up by a group of young officials, students of Malcolm, who had been won over by Kylie. They had been working hard to support Connor. Seeing Salvador's worsening health and the growing troubles both inside and outside
News arrived from Nerovia—the imposter posing as Nicholas had been uncovered. It turned out he was just a common man, someone who bore a striking resemblance to Nicholas. After being noticed by Nicholas, he had been taken in and trained to mimic his every move.After Nicholas left Nerovia, this man had assumed his identity, visiting the places Nicholas was known to frequent. This explained why earlier investigations had suggested that Nicholas rarely left his fief. In reality, he had long since disguised himself and moved about freely."Has the man been secured?" Carissa asked quickly."Don't worry, he's been taken care of," Jacob replied.Carissa let out a small sigh of relief. "Good. Prince Nicholas cannot appear in Nerovia again. I've come to understand his intentions. He's been hiding under the guise of Gordon, sending orders from Willowbrook Estate. Everyone would believe that the so-called rebel leader is Prince Hayden. Meanwhile, Prince Nicholas would have been known to be i
Back to me—Violet—again, and I had to complain a little.About my husband, Isaac Prince, of course.Heavens help me, but that man truly had a talent for being infuriating!Before our marriage, we had come to an agreement. In the future, whatever I chose to do, he would not interfere, would not advise, and most certainly would not involve himself.Well, it had only been a year since our wedding, and that agreement had already gone out the window. Now, he insisted on doing everything with me.But could he even be part of the work I did? Of course not.The Pathfinders Guild had strict rules, and there was even a rather fearsome man—Sage Everett—keeping watch. If they ever discovered I had taken Isaac with me to personally punish people in my own way... Wouldn't they grind my bones to dust?Yet, Isaac claimed he was a man of the martial arts world, and that in such a world, one settled debts of gratitude and grudges alike. And yes, that included other people's grudges too. He argued
At times, I taught my students to face life with courage and own up to their mistakes. Yet, I had not done so myself.All these years, I had hardly seen Thomas. If there was an event where he might be present, I would quietly avoid it.Back when I was still stubborn, Zoey had scolded me, saying I owed Thomas an apology. At the time, I didn't quite agree. In fact, I felt rather aggrieved.But thinking back now—what was I so aggrieved about? Who truly owed me anything? Had the heavens not already treated me kindly enough? Everything I lost, I brought upon myself.More than once, I had unfolded a sheet of parchment, intending to write him a sincere apology from the heart. Yet, each time I put a quill to paper, the ink would fall, but not a single word would follow.I feared the letter would seem sudden and out of place, that it might stir suspicion in his wife's heart, or in Barrett's. Even though Barrett and I were husband and wife in name only, I still didn't wish to disturb the pe
It had been a month since I arrived at Victory Pass, and I began to wonder what I ought to do with myself.Though I was Barrett's wife in name, in truth, we had very little to do with each other. He spent most of his time at the camp, only returning now and then. As such, I had plenty of time on my hands and thought I might start a little trade.Victory Pass was not quite as I had imagined. I thought a border town like this would surely be cold and short on supplies. But to my surprise, one could buy almost anything here—save for things like the finest jewels and luxurious brocade.That was not to say they couldn't be found at all. When merchant caravans brought such treasures, they were quickly stored away and sent on to Orivenia, where they would be sold to nobles and the wealthy.The common folk in Victory Pass bought ornaments for their prettiness rather than their worth, and no one really cared whether they were costly or not.I had been thinking about what sort of business I
I heard Franklin endured quite a few rejections from Isaac. In the end, Franklin had no choice but to release Merrick and send him to plead on their behalf—only then was Gabriel rescued.With the matter settled, they were deeply grateful to Isaac, though they all knew it had been a calculated move. What else could they do? After all, their son had behaved badly and been caught in the act.When Merrick learned of his mother's mistreatment of Courtney, he kept quiet for a time. However, once they were married, he made it clear that he wished to live separately. He didn't want to cause a rift in the family, but in Starhaven's official evaluations, being dutiful towards family mattered more than talent. A single accusation of being disloyal could end a person's career.Merrick's reason for wanting to live separately was perfectly reasonable—he said he needed peace and quiet to prepare for his upcoming exams. His family was too large, so the distractions would make it difficult to focus.
I finally understood Cari's plan.Maya had made a scene at the Prince family's residence, and would naturally have to go there and apologize. But the real plan was to use the scandal around Gabriel's disgrace to put pressure on the Saunders family. From now on, even if Courtney married into their family, they would be too scared to mistreat her.With both leverage and a secret weapon in hand, it was a solid move.But for me, today was about getting some justice, especially with Maya. I wasn't going to leave without making my point.Once Michael and the others left, I turned to Maya. "I heard you say that your family is one of high standing and noble reputation. Truly, that's a laugh. What kind of noble family would kidnap a woman and make a scene by beating up someone at another person's residence?"I was ready to tear your whole house apart and expose your hypocrisy to the city today, but you're lucky. Since Merrick genuinely cares for Courtney, I don't want to make things too ug
The reactions of the Saunders family were telling. They stood frozen, as if they couldn't believe what they were hearing. It was clear that no one in the capital had warned them, and they hadn't heard anything about it.Seizing the opportunity, I spoke again, my voice icy, "Who doesn't know that my husband, the third son of the Prince family, dotes on Courtney more than anyone? She's been wronged so severely, and he's beside himself with worry."I had to talk him out of rushing to the grand queen dowager to complain about this. But since I'm here, whoever it was that raised their hand against Courtney should step forward and accept the consequences."Isaac, while holding many positions in the capital, was most known as my husband, an apprentice of the Pathfinders Guild, the armory's overseer in the Ministry of Defense, and the owner of several enterprises in the capital. His connection to the Prince family was downplayed, but it still proved useful in situations like this.Among hi
Let me tell you about the day the Saunders family crossed a line even I, Violet Spencer, couldn't ignore.It was beyond outrageous!The Saunders family held nothing more than a minor earl's title, yet Maya dared act so arrogantly! In all my years alive, I had encountered plenty of ill-mannered women, but never had I encountered one among the powerful and influential.When I heard that they had dragged Courtney out and slapped her, calling her shameless for having feelings for a young man, I wanted to storm into Averton Estate, break down their door, and give them a taste of their own medicine.Cari was angry too, but she reminded me that we couldn't just go rushing in without thinking. The most important thing was to check on Courtney and Viola—who knew if they might do something rash?I had to admit, Cari had been in court long enough to know how to handle these things. She could stay calm when it mattered most.I rushed straight to the Prince family's residence. As I feared, I
When did I truly realize how wrong I was?It wasn't when Thomas returned, nor was it after my divorce from Barrett, nor even when the Prince family fell into misfortune.No, it was when talks were going on to arrange the marriage of my niece, Courtney.During the Prince family's fall from grace, I was imprisoned and narrowly escaped death. As I reflected on the past, I knew I had made mistakes and was willing to change. But I wasn't fully aware of just how deep my mistakes went.At the time, I thought it was all my own problem. No matter how much I suffered, it was my burden alone. No one else had the right to speak on it.I knew that my sister-in-law, Zoey, had suffered because of my stubbornness. She had worked tirelessly, running here and there, trying to help me, and perhaps I had grown accustomed to her always doing that for me. Because of that, I felt both gratitude and respect for her.Still, I wasn't ready to face the full weight of my past. I didn't want to dwell on it—i
Carissa stopped and turned back to me. "Her family treats her well. It's just that things didn't go smoothly when they were arranging for her niece's marriage. Thankfully, that niece is now married to a good man."I think Viola worries that, being unmarried at her age—twice wed, no less—she might invite gossip. She doesn't want to burden her nephews and nieces or trouble her sister-in-law."I nodded, thinking of Zoey—the fierce woman who was also kind-hearted. She had one son and one daughter, as well as more children from her late husband's concubines. She had likely faced many challenges while arranging marriages for all her children. I imagined the amount of gossip and judgment she must have endured.I truly cared for Zoey like a sister-in-law, and I felt for all she had gone through."Think it over," Carissa said.I nodded, then glanced outside, where there wasn't a soul in sight.I couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid that Prince Rafael might grow jealous, you being her