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In ten years or so, you may return,” Salvador replied.
Kylie drew in a sharp breath, her heart sinking.
In ten years—perhaps even longer-the capital would have changed entirely.
Would she still be able to be the queen, or even the queen dowager?
She quickly weighed her options. If she stayed, then even if Cecil ascended the throne one day, she would undoubtedly become the queen dowager. But if she left, she would lose everything.
Besides, what could she do for Connor at Eldermere Keep? It would be better to let him heal in peace while she secured her position before aiding him.
Shaking her head, she spoke with difficulty, her voice tinged with uncertainty as she said, “Your
Majesty am no healer. I cannonet offer aid at Eldermere Keep.
Moreover, in times past, the queen dowager never approved of my closeness to Connor. Should I now agree to leave, it would go against my duty to her. After careful thought,
I believe it best that I remain here in the capital.”
Salvador studied her for a long moment, his expression betraying little emotion. He seemed to have expected this answer, though perhaps with some degree of surprise.
“Very well,” he said simply, before rising from his seat.
As the door opened, he gave Derek a signal.
Derek nodded. “I understand, Your Majesty.”
Derek entered the inner chambers, where he and the other attendants swiftly blocked the palace servants, including Lydia, from approaching. They were pushed back with force, the sounds of struggles and harsh words filtering through the air. But despite the commotion, it was impossible to stop the flutter of black silk being hung from the ceiling.
Kylie’s heart hammered in her chest as realization hit her-she had no choice in this matter. If she agreed to go to Eldermere Keep, she would survive. If she didn’t, she would die.
In a desperate attempt, she fought against Derek’s grip.
“Mr. Walker, please go at once to inform His Majesty that I am willing to go to Eldermere Keep. Tell him I shall go!”
Derek’s tone was cold and unyielding, his words cutting through her desperation: “It is too late, Your Majesty.”
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