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Oliver knew that something was wrong with just a glance. He dodged to the side and saw flames fly out in front

of him. The flames were blinding and very powerful. For a moment, he could not see anything.

He closed his eyes and endured the discomfort as faint, fragmented sounds reached his ears.

Then, Ashley chuckled. “It's fine. This is just a mechanism set up by the Rebel King. It won’t harm anyone.”

Oliver opened his eyes and saw that the light had disappeared. He opened the box and saw spapers lying

quietly inside.

He picked up the papers and unfolded them, frowning slightly. “What's this?”

Ashley leaned over to take a look and said in frustration, “Why isn’t it the letter? How did it turn into sacred

scripture instead?”

Oliver looked very disappointed. “It's hidden so well, yet it turns out to be sacred scripture?”

“No, it was originally letters. | don’t know when they were swapped.” Ashley looked at it in a daze, seemingly

disappointed.

Oliver looked at her. “Are you sure it was originally letters?”

“Absolutely. | saw it with my own eyes, and | saw him put them in.” Ashley sighed with regret. “Now that the

letters are gone, the Great Marshal probably won't cooperate with me. Forget it, this must be my fate.”

With that, she shook her head and turned to leave.

Oliver watched her walk out, a cold smirk playing on his lips. He raised his hand slightly, and Hattie jumped

down from the rooftop, swiftly following after her.

The moment the flames had flared, he had clearly heard the sound of paper shifting. Isolde was right. Ashley did

have a way of pulling off a sleight of hand.

After obtaining the letter, Ashley returned to her room. She quickly took them out and scanned through them,

confirming that they were indeed the correspondence between Kamari and the officials conspiring with him in

Argentum.

Her hands trembled slightly. This was simply an opportunity sent straight from the heavens.

Back then, she was the one who suggested saving these letters, to keep those officials in check.

However, as she stared at the letters, a new worry crept in. She wondered how she could enter the palace.

It was not easy to enter the palace. If no one brought her along, she would not be able to enter the palace.

The Marquis of Eldermere and his wife would never take her into the palace.

Ashley hesitated, uncertain about bringing the letters to the Marquis.

It seemed impossible.

She carefully considered the best course of action.

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However, if The King asked why she did not hand it over immediately and waited until now, she would have no

reasonable explanation.

She pondered for a long while, tapping her fingers lightly as she went over the names of the conspiring officials

in her mind. Suddenly, an idea struck her.

She took out the letters, selecting one for cach named official while carefully storing away the rest.

She changed her clothes and sat in front of the dressing table, slowly dressing up.

Today, she had many people to visit.

The first was to Seamus Santiago, the Grand Scholar.

As a high-ranking court official of the third rank, he was known for his profound literary knowledge and revered

as a sage of the era. Humble and upright, he governed with integrity and had earned the King’s deep trust.

Seamus had no particular hobbies except for his love of fine tea.

With a canister of the finest tea leaves in hand, Ashley set off to visit him.

Upon hearing that Ashley had cto visit, Seamus remained silent for a moment before finally instructing

someone to invite her in.

As Ashley entered the residence, Seamus greeted her with a respectful gesture. “This humble official greets Your

Highness.”

Ashley smiled slightly. “Mr. Santiago, it has been a long time. You look even more spirited than before.”

Seamus’s gaze remained calm. “I do not recall ever meeting Your Highness.”

“Don’t you remember?” Ashley sat down leisurely, glancing at the attendants nearby. “Why not have them step

outside so we can talk in private? | know you have a fondness for tea, so | brought you sof the finest leaves.

We can enjoy a cup while we chat.”

Seamus was fifty years old and had over twenty years of political experience. Wise and observant, he knew

Ashley’s visit was more than just a casual meeting.

With a dark expression, he waved his hand, dismissing the servants.

Seamus knew Ashley was not simple. But with Kamari dead and Ashley not yet recognized in the palace, she had

little power. Seamus sought to maintain control of the conversation and responded calmly, “Your Highness, it is

an honor to receive you. | should give you a grand welcome, but | must soon leave for the palace for my duties.

If I do not host you properly, | will make it up to you another day.”

It was clear he was politely asking her to leave.

Ashley smiled, sitting with poise and grace. “Mr. Santiago, | have nothing urgent today, so | won't take much of

your time. | only have a letter for you to read.”

She took out the letter from her pocket and placed it on the table.

Seamus Santiago glanced at it. The distance wasn’t far, and he could clearly see the words on the envelope.

“Respectfully, King Kamari.”

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With a bang in his head, Seamus suddenly stood up and rushed over to snatch the letter. He tore it into pieces.

He looked at Ashley angrily. “You dare to threaten me? Never!”

Ashley smiled demurely. “Feel free to tear it up, Mr. Santiago. The envelope is yours, but | copied the contents. |

still have the original.”

She pulled another letter from her sleeve and waved it in front of him. “Even if | let you take this one, | wouldn't

be worried. Tell me, Mr. Santiago, how many letters did you send to King Kamari? Do you even

remember?”

Seamus'’s eyes burned with rage, his face twisted in anger, no longer showing the dignity of a respected

scholar.

Back then, Kamari had assured him that every letter would be destroyed. Unexpectedly, he had secretly kept it.

Ashley noticed the fear and shock on Seamus’s face and smiled as she glanced around the hall. Everything was

plain and simple, without a trace of luxury or extravagance.

“For someone who received so much silver from the prince, you live such a humble life, untouched by greed.

Your willpower is truly admirable!” Her words were pure mockery.

A flash of murderous intent flickered in Seamus’s eyes.

Ashley smiled. “Mr. Santiago, if | don’t walk out of your residence today, the rest of the letters will go straight to

the King. As someone who serves His Majesty, you should know what kind of people he despises the most right

now.”

She lowered her voice, her smile laced with malice. “I wonder... does the thought of your entire family being

executed frighten you?”

“You...” Seamus trembled with rage, but deep down, fear gripped his heart. Ever since Kamari had been killed by

Isolde, he had been living in fear. But as tpassed and no list of conspirators had been given to the King, he

had begun to feel at ease.

He took a deep breath. Since Ashley hadn't handed over the letters to the King yet, she must have something

else in mind.

“Tellwhy you're here!” Seamus asked coldly.

Ashley understood and smiled. “Sir, | was once in the sboat as you. At that time, we were bound together

for good or ill. Now, it hasn't changed. I've entered the palace as a concubine. If you can help me, you can live a

rich life without worry. You might even have a chance to advance.”

Seamus knew that dealing with her was as dangerous as bargaining with a tiger.

But now, he had no other choice.

“What do you wantto do?”

“It's simple,” Ashley replied. “Tomorrow, several officials will accompany you to present a petition, claiming that |

have killed the Rebel King, saved the empire. requesting His Majesty to grantthe title of Consort

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