Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 1608

When I, Salvador, ascended the throne, the campaign to reclaim the Southern Frontier had been ongoing for several years. Victory Pass was still unrestful, leaving the royal treasury depleted and many of the common folk displaced.

As I donned the golden crown and sat upon the throne, I made a quiet vow to myself. Even if I couldn't be as wise as my great ancestors, I would never be a weak or ineffective ruler. I would reclaim the Southern Frontier, make Starhaven prosperous, and ensure the people lived in peace and happiness.

Later, I realized that only someone who was either ignorant or extraordinarily capable would make such a grand promise.

The Southern Frontier campaign ended in defeat, and the seven heroes of the Sinclair family perished on the battlefield.

At first, both my father and I had hoped against hope. We believed that General Hector, with his wealth of battlefield experience and brave soldiers, would turn the tide.

Unfortunately, supplies had not arrived in time, leaving the soldiers fighting on empty stomachs. No matter how hard they fought, they were simply no match for the enemy. To make matters worse, the Southern Frontier had already been reclaimed initially. Though it was lost again, everyone thought General Hector could still recover the situation.

Many factors and concerns held me back from taking action sooner. I had hesitated to send my brother's army to assist.

But when the news of General Hector and his sons' deaths reached me, I could no longer delay or afford any further hesitation. I immediately named my brother Grand Marshal and ordered him to take the Hell Monarch Army to the Southern Frontier.

My brother was a brilliant strategist, and his soldiers were fierce in battle. With General Hector's experience to guide them, the Hell Monarch Army and the Sinclair Army quickly joined together, advancing with great speed and success.

With each victory, the entire court was filled with joy, and I, too, was pleased.

Yet, as time passed, my joy was tinged with a growing sense of worry. My brother's success could no longer be hidden; his brilliance shone too brightly.

He had reclaimed the Southern Frontier, cementing a great and unparalleled victory. The people of Starhaven would surely honor him, and all at court, both civil and military officials alike, would revere him.

Derek could see what my concerns were. He said to me, "When the late king couldn't reclaim the Southern Frontier, he passed away with regret. If you can restore it, not only will you bring comfort to the late king's spirit, but you will also establish a legacy that will be remembered for all time."

His words made me see clearly.

On the surface, the reclamation of the Southern Frontier would be Rafael's merit as my subject. But in truth, it was my triumph as sovereign, and would strengthen my position as king. When future historians wrote of it, I would be known as the king who reclaimed the Southern Frontier—a ruler for the ages.

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