NovelTrueChapter 1225
The chamber doors creaked open, and Derek quickly called out, "His Majesty is departing!"
Lydia hurried inside, rushing to Kylie's side and helping her to her feet.
"Your Majesty, your hand is injured." Lydia gasped. She immediately pressed her handkerchief to the bleeding
cut, then motioned for the maids to bring water and bandages.
Kylie sank into a chair, her body trembling as though her strength had left her entirely. Fear lingered in her wide
eyes, and her voice was shaky with disbelief. "He said he would depose me. His Majesty said he would depose
me." "His Majesty is just angry for a moment. How could he really depose you? Don't worry."
Lydia sent the maids who had cto assist back out, then sighed as she looked at Kylie.
"Your Majesty, you shouldn't have said those things to the queen dowager. And as for Lady Ruth's situation, |
advised you about it, but you didn't listen."
"I don't understand! What was my mistake?" Kylie's eyes burned with indignation. "It was just two incidents.
Even if there were faults, they were trivial-nothing worth mentioning!"
Lydia sighed heavily. It was clear that neither Victoria's warnings nor Salvador's fury had made any impression on
Kylie. Her thoughts were consumed entirely by undermining Carissa and securing advantages for her son.
But this was the wrong path to thread on.
Lydia began with patient determination, "Your Majesty, you could ally yourself with Lady Carissa instead of
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtopposing her. She's not one of the harem's concubines."
"But His Majesty has always been wary of the Hell Monarch. What good would it do forto win them over?
Wouldn't it bring more trouble for Connor?"
"My dear queen, you can't keep focusing on the past. You must adapt to the changing situation and evaluate
things wisely. His Majesty now heavily relies on the Hell Monarch. Though there are conflicts between the
brothers, His Majesty depends on him for state matters. The Hell Monarch and his princess consort are capable,
and they will becHis Majesty's best allies."
Kylie sighed heavily. "This is exactly the outc| dreaded. Carissa and | are both women, yet she overshadows
Lydia saw the despair and resentment circling in Kylie's mind, a storm she couldn't escape.
She had seen cases like this before, and the outchadn't been good. Take the third daughter of the Earl of
Silverstone's family, Viola, for example.
Carissa's abilities surpassed many
women's. She was skilled in martial arts, had strategic thinking, and could carve out a path for herself earning
victories on the battlefield. She wasn't the kind of woman one could compare to the average lady.
But why compare at all?
Everyone was different, with their own strengths and weaknesses. Carissa wasn't perfect, either.
Moreover, Carissa had been
criticized and scorned before
because of her involvement in Skye Embroidery, a thankless task that left her ridiculed. Whatever goodwill
she had gained on the battlefie 4
was nearly lost, yet she refused to compromise and continued doing things her way. She never compared herself
to anyone.
Lydia was conflicted. After the issues with the workshop and the academy, she had cto admire Carissa, But
the more she admired Carissa, the more she felt that Kylie wouldn't let things go easily. The truth was, Kylie was
no match for Carissa.
In the end, the one who would be hurt most was her mistress.
Lydia wasn't able to rise above her personal feelings and put reason before her mistress. She was loyal to the
queen and could only think of what was best for her.
As the sun dipped lower in the sky, the golden light fell across the tranquil halls of the Serenity Palace.
Inside, Salvador attentively served Victoria at the table. Outside, he was the all-powerful king. But here, he was
merely a dutiful son.
"Sit down and eat. | didn't ask you to hover overlike a servant," Victoria chided, though her tone lacked any
real harshness.
"Of course," Salvador replied, his grin boyish and wide. "This soup smells divine—I'll have stoo."
With that, he drank half a bowl of soup in a single go.
Victoria gave him a brief glance, saying nothing for the moment. It remained that way until the meal was
finished and the servants had cleared the table.
Then, she dabbed the corners of her mouth with a cloth and asked casually, "Did you visit Kylie today?"
"I did," Salvador answered without hesitation, sitting up straighter. His expression turned serious. "I scolded her.
Her mistakes were too severe, and she hasn't shown a hint of repentance."
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