Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 720

After Rafael left, Derek entered the royal study and said, "There's only an hour left before court begins, Your Majesty. Allow me to assist you in changing your attire."

"Alright. Let's do it here," Salvador replied, gesturing with his hand.

Derek stepped outside and called out, "Bring the griffin cloak. The king will change now."

Before long, palace attendants entered, carrying the griffin motive cloak and a golden-threaded attire.

Derek dismissed everyone and personally helped the king change. Although Salvador's expression still held anger, it had softened considerably since receiving the news.

Salvador looked at Derek and asked, "You don't understand why I appointed Carissa as the commander of the Mystic Army, do you?"

As Derek adjusted the belt, he replied, "Your wisdom is unmatched, Your Majesty. You must have your reasons for making this decision."

Salvador spread his arms to allow Derek to adjust the underarms of his attire, his tone cool as he said, "What could possibly motivate Aunt Eleanor to rebel? What benefit would she gain from overthrowing me?"

"I think Grand Princess Eleanor is quite confused. You have treated her very well," Derek replied.

"The least likely person to rebel has gotten involved in a rebellion. Who can I trust?" Salvador exclaimed, his sleeves fluttering as he felt the simmering anger that refused to dissipate.

"But this matter should have nothing to do with the Hell Monarch's household," Derek argued.

"Of course it has nothing to do with them. Otherwise, why would Rafael have led people into Harmony Palace?" The light in the room highlighted Salvador's handsome features as his brow furrowed deeply. "I don't suspect him, but it's better to be safe than sorry. If someone stirs up trouble and he has ulterior motives, he could truly achieve something."

"Then, why would you let Lady Carissa command the Mystic Army and give her real power?" Derek asked, perplexed. "Isn't that equivalent to granting him authority?"

Salvador shook his head with a chilling gaze. "The Mystic Army is largely composed of Rafael's chosen men who are all loyal to him. Even though he currently holds the position of Chief Judge and isn't involved in the army's affairs, everyone except my crown guards will still follow him as soon as he gives a command."

Derek seemed to grasp the situation, realization dawning on his face. "So, Your Majesty, you want to ride the wave and officially hand over the Mystic Army to them?"