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The next day, when Zoey arrived with her son, Cedric Prince, in tow, she mentioned the annual salary she

intended to offer Travis-three hundred silver coins.

Travis was fond of money, but even he knew he wasn’t worth that much. He immediately tried to refuse.

“No, that’s far too much. Sixty silver coins a year is already more than enough. Three hundred is too generous,

and | wouldn't feel right accepting it.”

No matter how Zoey insisted, he refused to take three hundred silver coins and stood firm on his demand for just

sixty silver coins a year.

Zoey turned to Carissa, silently pleading for help in convincing him.

Carissa smiled warmly. “Sixty silver coins it is, then. Listen to Mr. Mullen. Whether it’s sixty or three hundred, the

teaching will be the same. This way, he won't have such a heavy burden on his conscience.”

Since Carissa had said so, Zoey could only express her deep gratitude. Whether it was for schooling or learning

skills, Zoey had no objections to spending money-so long as it was within her means.

On the other hand, Travis thought that five silver coins a month were already quite a lot. Many common folks

didn’t even earn that much in an entire year.

Furthermore, he was merely offering guidance, not giving full lessons. After all, Cedric was already in his teenage

years. It was a bit late for him to start learning martial arts, so his progress might not be remarkable.

As Zoey had said, Cedric was indeed diligent and well-behaved. Zoey had raised him well- he was polite, knew

how to read the room, and called Travis “Sage Mullen”. Cedric used Travis’ surnas it wasn’t an official

apprenticeship, and he also showed him the srespect one would expect of a true apprentice. He didn’t show

the arrogance one might expect from a noble’s son.

On the first day Cedric trained with Travis, he only practiced basie physical conditioning.

In his youth, Cedric had practiced smartial arts, though his skills were disorganized and lacked any real

foundation. He had no illusions about the difficulty of learning martial arts, so he steeled himself for the hard

work ahead. No matter how challenging Travis’ training was, he gritted his teeth and never complained.

Carissa sat nearby, sipping on coffee and watching.

The young man had a slender build and the appearance of a frail scholar, with features resembling his mother-

gentle yet with an unmistakable air of determination.

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Carissa couldn't understand why Zoey had decided to send her son to endure such hardship. She had heard

rumors about Oliver's situation at the Southern Frontier and his involvement with Celeste. After all, Timothy,

along with sothers, were at the Southern Frontier. They had been under Hector’s command and were now

under Rafael’s. They still exchanged letters.

However, no matter what was happening with Celeste, it wouldn't affect Zoey’s position as the rightful wife, nor

would it touch Cedric’s position. Unless, of course, Oliver was planning to discard Zoey and marry Celeste

instead.

Even in that case, there seemed to be no reason to send a promising scholar to learn martial arts.

“He’s not suited for martial arts,” Rafael remarked, stepping up beside her and watching Cedric leap through the

motions in the yard.

“I agree. | don’t really understand why Madam Zoey would do this either,” Carissa admitted.

Rafael offered his thoughts, “Perhaps there’s nothing to it, but women often have sintuition or a sense of

impending danger, especially when they know someone well. Madam Zoey is sharp, especially after the failed

plot by Eleanor. She knows the mastermind is still out there. And what does a rebellion require? Soldiers. Marshal

Prince commands soldiers. Frankly, I think she’s just preparing for the worst.”

The worst-case scenawas that even children wouldn't be spared when something happened.

Carissa felt a pang of sympathy for Zoey. She was such a clever and compassionate woman, capable of great

schemes and kindness alike, yet she hadn't found the right partner.

Oliver likely wasn’t plotting to rebel-he didn’t have the power to command the Hell Monarch Army or the Sinclair

Army. But even without raising an army, a few well-placed moves could cause significant damage.

“What do you think of Marshal Prince?” Carissa asked.

Rafael thought for a moment and said, “It’s hard to say. He's not exactly evil, but he’s far from good. He's not a

fool-he has his moments of cleverness. But his flaws are many, and there are two that are particularly

dangerous: his greed for power and his love for women. It’s not that he has no loyalty to his country, but when it

comes to personal gain or a beautiful woman, his sense of duty means nothing.”

Carissa sighed. “It must be hard for Madam Zoey.”

“It is,” Rafael agreed with a nod, then glanced at her and added, “Especially now that her youngest sister-in-law

has returned home, causing a stir about divorce.”

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Carissa had heard of it but hadn't paid much attention. Now that it was mentioned, she wasn’t particularly

interested.

“I see. Well, best not to concern ourselves with others’ business,” she said.

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