Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 1426

That evening, Jeremiah chose to stay in the palace.

Salvador still hadn't visited the harem, nor had he returned to his chambers. Instead, he had made his bed on the couch within the royal study.

Jeremiah watched as Salvador finished his medicine and then offered him a piece of candy.

Salvador accepted it, but he didn't eat it right away. His expression softened, and he smiled.

"I still remember. When I was younger, my dad would punish me here in the royal study. Afterward, you would always give me a piece of candy and say a word of encouragement."

Jeremiah glanced at Salvador. "Yes, I remember that as well. You used to tell me that you wished to be a wise ruler one day."

Salvador's smile faltered, and he bit into the candy. His voice grew muffled as he spoke. "Have I disappointed you, Mr. Murray?"

Jeremiah shook his head. "No, not at all. In my heart, you're a wise ruler, Your Majesty."

"I am not," Salvador said, his eyes darkening with a hint of regret. "I still have many ambitions, but I fear I may not have the chance to achieve them."

"The Royal Medical Department hasn't made a definitive diagnosis. You shouldn't be so disheartened." Jeremiah's words felt thin, lacking the warmth they were intended to carry.

Salvador sighed, his expression clouded. "I am disappointed, yes. But more than that, I am planning."

He reclined deeper into the couch, his gaze distant. "First, we must decide on the Crown Prince. What do you think of Connor, Mr. Murray?"

Jeremiah considered the question. "Prince Connor is the eldest prince, and he's the son of the queen. He has matured greatly under the tutelage of Mr. Young. He is no longer the mischievous boy he once was. With time, I am confident..."

Salvador cut him off. "Time is something I don't have. What of Caden?"

Jeremiah paused, deliberating. "Prince Caden is sharp and capable. Though he is just beginning his studies, his diligence is evident. But whether he can maintain that effort, we cannot yet say. People—and children especially—are complex. I don't know enough about him to make a judgment."

Salvador's gaze grew more intense. "And what of the Quinton family and Grace's natal family? Which poses the greater threat?"

Jeremiah remained silent. Did Salvador truly need to ask? How could Grace's family possibly compare to the Quinton family?

Still, with Salvador's eldest son in the picture, the second prince would always be in a questionable position—unless Kylie was deposed and Grace was made queen instead.

If that happened, Connor would become the son of a deposed queen, while Caden would be the son of the new queen.

But that would cause a storm of turmoil, wouldn't it?

If Salvador only had a year to live, his methods would undoubtedly be ruthless. It was hard to imagine how many heads would roll to calm the resulting chaos.

"Do you not favor Prince Connor, Your Majesty?" Jeremiah asked directly. "Is it a problem with Prince Connor, or is it the Quinton family?"