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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. I didn’t ask you to hover over me like a servant,” Victoria chided, though her tone lacked any real harshness. “Of course,” Salvador replied, his grin boyish and wide….

Salvador’s tone turned colder. “The power of the throne may appear untouchable, but it can never truly be so. If the foundation below us collapses, we’ll crash to the ground and shatter to pieces. “I am the king, yet even I must occasionally yield-closing one eye to certain matters, offering gifts, or showing favor. This…

“Mother, surely you can’t be in favor of this? If education becomes so cheap, won’t it spark a backlash from scholars everywhere?” “The Gracewood Women’s Academy is a small place with a mere handful of female students, and yet enough to provoke a rebellion from scholars everywhere? You’re giving it more credit than it’s due.”…

“Your Majesty, with the Quinton family and the eldest prince, your position is unshakeable,” Lydia continued, trying to persuade her “As for His Majesty’s affection, it’s better not to expect too much and spare yourself the heartache.” Kylie’s smile turned bitter. “Not expect? Lydia, a person’s heart doesn’t always follow their own will. The king…

At the end of the letter, he wrote a few simple words: [I miss you. So very much.] Sophie read the letter several times, her fingers gently brushing over those final words as she whispered, “I miss you so much too.” When they first got married, she didn’t feel much for him in terms of…

To make matters worse, Gerald kept glancing at her because of the matter with the women’s academy, and all Sophie could do was bury her head in her food. The dinner felt like an eternity to her. Once the banquet finally ended, Sophie exchanged pleasantries with Victoria and quickly made her way out of the…

However, the gifts from Helen were a different story-those could be anything she wanted. As for the return gift, Helen had specific requests-no gold or silver jewelry, no fine silks, just delicious pastries and dishes. Helen’s reasoning was clear-she was subtly supporting the Klein family. She was upfront with Sophie and Violet about her intentions…

Thomas had merely invited those troublemakers to be present when he came to propose. He hadn’t resorted to any underhanded tactics, nor would Sophie. Everything was done properly and by the book. She instructed Max to bring everyone back, then had them punished with the charges of spreading rumors and causing chaos. Either they would…

Sophie replied, “Everyone needs some sort of indulgence, don’t they? He’s a royal tutor, a man of strict morals, but he’s been bound by those rutes for decades. Now that he’s older and sees things more clearly, why not live a little more freely?” She set the potato skin aside and sighed. “What worries me…

Rosalind didn’t dare look at him, only nodding slightly and murmuring in response. Thomas smiled gently. “Alright. Please have your maid remain nearby, and we’ll talk for a moment.” The main hall was separated by a screen, and though they could have spoken there, the soundproofing wasn’t great. So, they moved to the side hall…