Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 509

Aurora's mocking voice drifted in.

"You've turned yourself into a joke!"

Viola clutched her chest. "How dare you! You're just a concubine! How dare you come here to ridicule me?"

"Hah! As a concubine, I've actually received quite a generous sum from this household," Aurora said with a laugh. "Since I entered the family, I've had the best of everything—no one dares to treat me poorly. And not a single penny of my own money has ever gone out."

With that, she left gracefully, leaving Viola gasping in frustration.

In the entire household, Aurora was the only one who could stand apart and enjoy the spectacle. If Serena dared to ask for anything, Aurora would slap Serena without hesitation.

Only someone like Viola…

So despicable!

After Aurora finished mocking Viola, she returned to her room. She checked the defensive mechanisms, and then ordered her maid not to enter before changing and going to bed.

She had heard about the new Westhaven crown prince and confirmed the true identity of the man she had captured in Fawnrun City. Back then, Westhaven's spies had killed the Duke of Northwatch's entire family. Now, she had to be more cautious in case there were still Westhaven spies hiding in the capital.

Anyway, Barrett wouldn't come to her room, which was irrelevant. Staying alive was the most important thing.

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While the Warren family's residence was in chaos, the situation at the Earl of Gracehold's residence was no better.

Dorothy was enraged to learn that her precious grandson had been stripped of his title as heir and could no longer inherit the Earl of Gracehold's name. She had been causing a commotion for days, demanding an audience with the queen dowager to refute the charges brought by the Oversight Department.

"His Majesty said it himself. He said if the Earl of Gracehold's household doesn't treat the duchess well, we'll lose our title. Regardless, His Majesty has already considered revoking the title. We can't make any more trouble. We can't let Samuel make any more mistakes. He always listens to you. Please get him to stop insulting the civil and military officials and criticizing the royal authority."

Dorothy collapsed into her chair, her face ashen. "No, our family's title is hereditary and was granted by King Augustus himself. How can the current king revoke it? What does a man taking a concubine have to do with his title?

"Haven't we treated the duchess well enough? You all are eager to stand up for her, but I'm the only one protecting Samuel. Look at him now—our esteemed scholar has had his teeth knocked out by a maid! Anyone can strike him, and now, with his official rank and title stripped away, even the few words of criticism he receives are being regulated and controlled. It's as if you're trying to drive him to his doom!"

"Mom, think about your other grandchildren," Noah said mournfully.

"But none of them are as outstanding as Samuel is! None of them can compare to him!"

Dorothy's eyes hardened. Samuel was her cherished grandson, and those little people wanted to ruin him!

She slowly commanded, "Hold off on the ceremony to appoint a new heir for now. After I see the queen dowager in a few days, I will find a way."