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The resemblance between Molly’s face and Violet’s made Sophie even more uncomfortable, especially since Violet had once mentioned that her cousin was determined to marry Yuvan.
Yuvan attempted to maintain a cordial tone as he smiled and said, “Rafael, I must say, serving as Chief Judge seems beneath you. Even I feel it’s a bit unfair. After all, Chief Judge is merely an administrative position, and you were the one who reclaimed the Southern Frontier. The king should’ve kept you in command of the military.”
Rafael replied, “If you think it’s unfair, you should speak to the king on my behalf. But I find being Chief Judge to be a suitable position. After all, it deals with matters of law and justice.”
With a wry smile, he added, “Besides, you’d better not make any mistakes, Uncle Yuvan. I’m known to be impartial, and the Supreme Court even tries cases involving members of the royal family.”
Yuvan let out a forced laugh. “Rafael, you jest.”
“He’s not joking,” Helen chimed in from the side. “He never jokes. The late king and I always knew that our son was far too serious-he’s not one for humor. So, you better watch your step while you’re in the capital, Prince Yuvan. Rafael is all about doing things by the book
Yuvan laughed, trying to ease the tension. “Thank you for the reminder, Lady Helen. You’re still as witty and humorous as ever.”
Helen let out a small laugh, but
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inside, she couldn’t stand Yuvan. After learning about Avis’ situation, she wanted nothing more than to chase him out with a broom. If not for fear of getting a scolding from Victoria, Helen wouldn’t have bothered with these empty pleasantries.
As Yuvan chatted with Rafael, he glanced over at Sophie. His tone was filled with admiration as he said, “You truly have the spirit of the Duke of Northwatch’s family. You take after your dad-both of you are exceptional commanders.”
Sophie acted as though she hadn’t heard him, instead answering Molly’s earlier question. “You were asking about Violet? She’s been
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living in the estate, but when I asked her to to come out and see you today, she refused. She even spat in disgust. Did something happen between you two?”
Her words made both Yuvan and Molly’s faces turn pale with embarrassment. Yuvan, for being blatantly ignored, and Molly, for having her secret exposed-how she had defied her family’s wishes to marry Yuvan, leading her own relatives to despise her. Just as their shame turned to anger, a shrill scream echoed from outside. The voice was filled with fury and desperation.
“Get out of my way! All of you, move! Or I swear I’ll kill myself here, and there’ll be two lives lost! Let’s see how Sophie explains that to the world!”
Sophie recognized Viola’s voice, and felt a surge of confusion.
What on earth was she doing? Had Sophie somehow angered her?
“Sophie! Get out here!” Viola’s frantic voice rang out again, accompanied by the startled gasps of the maids.
“Mrs. Jaffe, please put down the dagger!”
Yuvan’s eyes sparkled with a hint of amusement. It seemed today was going to be quite the spectacle.
Rafael and Sophie both stood up and rushed outside, only to find Viola with her hair in disarray, gripping a dagger tightly against her own neck. She pressed it down hard enough that blood was already seeping from the cut. Her maid trailed behind her, pale as a ghost. Poppy had tried to stop Viola, but it had been in vain. Viola had insisted on going to Hell Monarch Estate, even stopping along the way to buy the dagger.
When Viola spotted Sophie, her eyes were bloodshot with rage.
“Sophie, what grudge do we have? Why are you trying to ruin me like this?” Viola screamed.
Sophie remained calm and instructed Luke, “Send someone to Silverstone Estate and Valor Estate. Have them come take Mrs. Jaffe home.”
Luke nodded, and hurried off.
Sophie turned to Rafael. “You should go back inside. I’ll handle this.”
Rafael glanced at Viola, and saw how unstable she looked with the dagger still in hand.
“Be careful not to hurt yourself by accident,” he warned before heading back.
As he walked, Yuvan emerged from the estate. Rafael extended his arm to block him. “Uncle Yuvan, let’s continue our chat. Where were we?”
Yuvan put on an air of authority, and asked loudly, “What’s going on here? Who dares to barge into Hell Monarch Estate so recklessly? Whoever it is needs to be properly dealt with! We can’t have just anyone storming into a royal residence!” Fiona came out after Yuvan, and Rafael didn’t bother stopping her. Playing along with Yuvan’s indignation, she chimed in, “Your Highness, isn’t that the third daughter of the Earl of Silverstone’s family? What’s going on here?”
Viola had come looking for Sophie, and she wasn’t expecting Yuvan to be present as well. Fiona’s words seemed to snap her out of her crazed state a little. Still, her cold gaze remained fixed on Sophie.
“Let’s find somewhere private to talk. If not, I’ll die here with my child in Hell Monarch Estate. You’ve driven me to the edge, so it doesn’t matter where I die!”
Fiona stood at the edge of the veranda with a falsely sympathetic smile, and added, “If you have grievances, why not share them, Mrs. Jaffe? Prince Yuvan is here, and he’ll make sure justice is served.” Sophie shouted, “Violet, take Lady Fiona for a walk in the garden!”
She knew Violet was nearby, though the latter hadn’t wanted to show herself to her cousin. Sure enough as soon as Sophie finished speaking, Violet leaped down gracefully from a higher ledge and grabbed Fiona by the arm.
“You like to mediate disputes, don’t you, Lady Fiona? That’s wonderful. The fish in the lake are fighting-you should come help me break it up.”
Without giving Fiona a chance to respond, Violet gripped her arm tighter and started walking away.
Fiona had never encountered someone like Violet. She was both anxious and angry, but didn’t want to lose her composure in front of others.
Meanwhile, Yuvan found himself blocked by Rafael, who forcefully pushed him back toward the chair.
Yuvan smiled wryly, and said, “Rafael, there’s no need to overreact. I just want to see who’s bold enough to cause a scene at your residence.”
Rafael remained unfazed. “Matters between women should be settled by women. What business do we have getting involved? Or were you so bored in Valken, that you would bother with such trivial matters?”
Yuvan was caught off guard by Rafael’s sharp remark, leaving him speechless and feeling incredibly frustrated.
Helen seized the chance, and chimed in “When you’re out in a fief, what else is there to do but be bored with nothing to do? Not everyone can be as busy as you are, with your duties in the capital.”
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Noticing Yuvan’s sour expression, Molly attempted to smooth things over.
“Living a carefree life is its own blessing,” she said lightly.
However, Helen didn’t miss a beat. She shot Molly a sharp look, and said bluntly, “You’re still so young. How did you end up marrying this old man?” Molly’s face flushed with embarrassment. “Your Highness, the prince is in his prime. How can you call him old?”
Outside, Sophie dismissed the servants and turned to Viola. “Let’s go to the side hall.”
After saying that, Sophie turned around and walked ahead. She was genuinely baffled.
What had prompted Viola to come here in such a rage? And what was this nonsense about killing herself, and two lives would be lost?
In the side hall, the two women sat facing each other.
Sophie eyed the dagger still pressed against Viola’s neck, and frowned.