Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 912

Eventually, Michael and Max, accompanied by the Capital Guard and the Garrison Unit, managed to push through the crowd, gradually clearing a path so that Dominic and the Crown Guard could pass through unhindered.

The Crown Guard led Dominic into the palace to see the king. Before they arrived, reports of the uproar caused by the citizens and the chants they had shouted had already been delivered to Salvador.

The king's brows furrowed. The repeated cries of "His Majesty is wise" had coiled around him like a noose, tightening with each passing moment.

Originally, he had planned for Dominic to be taken directly to the Ministry of Justice upon returning to the capital, where a relatively comfortable cell would be prepared for him. That way, he could also explain things better to the Westhaven envoy.

But now, could he still carry out that plan?

Under Galen's guidance, Dominic entered the royal study and knelt with his head bowed.

"Greetings, Your Majesty. Long live the king!"

Before seeing Dominic, Salvador had already formulated a plan for how to handle the situation. But as he looked at the man kneeling before him, so different from the imposing, powerful figure he had once known, it felt like a mountain had suddenly collapsed. The sight of him now brought a pang of deep sorrow to the king's heart.

Back when Salvador was still the crown prince, Dominic and Hector had been his strongest supporters. He had frequently visited Northwatch Estate, where he had genuinely wanted to form a friendship with the Sinclair family's sons.

Time had passed, the world had changed, and so had the people in it.

Now that Salvador was the king, his thoughts were much more complex, and his heart, no longer as pure as before, was filled with doubts and calculations.

The old friend knelt before him, and as he looked at Dominic's face, it was clear how the harsh winds of the frontier had worn him down. The once-steely general had been turned into a weathered old man, and Salvador's heart ached more than ever in that moment.

He couldn't help but stand and personally offer his support. "General Sullivan, please rise."

Dominic's eyes welled with tears. "I'm a guilty official who has failed you, Your Majesty. There is no pardon for my crimes."

Salvador let out a heavy sigh. "Sit. Let's talk."