Time Travelling: My Love from the Royal Family

It was Casey who broke the uneasy silence. "Allen, we must send someone to bring Carlson back. He's been spoiled since childhood. How could he possibly bear the hardship of the military?" True enough, he had enjoyed a comfortable life, and he was the apple of his mother's eye. It was hard to believe he would ever want to join the North Domain Army.

Allen shook his head apologetically. "Honey, it's not that I don't want to. But the truth is that Carlson has always been self-willed. He left without saying anything, which means he must have been planning this for a while now. Even if we catch up to him, there's no guarantee he'd agree to come back."

"But the army!" cried Casey, her voice trembling. "How could Carlson bear to—"

Allen interrupted her, "How could he, you say? He is my son. He is from our family! Maybe he actually is strong enough to bear some suffering!"

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sts him," Casey said at length. "You know, His Majesty has chosen Lord Philip as the new prime minister, and he's never socialized with anyone before. That means that His Majesty doesn't trust Felix as much as he seems to."

"Philip!" Allen exclaimed, his eyes seeming to flash with a glimmer of hope. His thoughts raced. He knew who Philip was. Felix, on the other hand, probably hadn't paid much attention to Philip's past. The position of the prime minister was significant in the Cabinet, and Felix would surely try to win him over to his side. But Philip was famous for being upright and honorable. Had he been the kind of man who could easily turn against the emperor, he wouldn't have been in the Imperial Academy for six years!

Allen stood up, suddenly reassured, but still quite tired. "Honey, let's go to bed. As for tomorrow...I think we have a chance to improve things this time!"