Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 1220

"But how long can they afford the tuition? And the daughters of ordinary families have to help out at home to make a living. Studying doesn't exactly bring in money," Violet asked.

Carissa thought for a moment. "That money's not insignificant. It should last a year or two. We can't waive the fees entirely, but we could lower them. Maybe offer half-day classes, so the girls can still help their families with work in the afternoon."

She paused, considering the possibilities.

"And don't forget about the merchants. They won't be stingy with their money. The constraints of rules and propriety are less strict for them."

Violet nodded. "That's true. Unless they're from a noble family or are royal merchants, ordinary merchants often let their women handle business affairs."

"Even ordinary families might send their daughters. Partly because of Mr. Spencer's reputation, but also because many can't afford to send their sons to school. If their daughters can attend an academy with low tuition, it's worth it, even if it's just so their daughters can help teach their brothers to read and write when they return," Catherine added.

Carissa nodded, agreeing with the point. Inwardly, though, she couldn't help but admire Victoria for turning the situation to her advantage.

Did Kylie really think Victoria didn't see through her plans?

Kylie didn't want Carissa to associate too much with the noble families. After her house arrest was lifted, she summoned the noblewomen for a meeting. The whole idea of withdrawing from the academy was her suggestion.

To avoid Salvador's criticism, Kylie pretended to advise against it after some had already withdrawn. In reality, she was only pushing others to follow suit. Kylie thought she had won, but this was exactly what Victoria and Carissa had intended all along.

In the end, it worked out. Everyone got what they wanted, and everyone was satisfied.

Still, Salvador probably won't be too pleased. After all, it was such a good opportunity.

The news of Gracewood Women's Academy accepting students from ordinary families eventually reached Kylie's ears. She laughed so hard that she lost her composure.

When the laughter subsided, she turned to Lydia.

"But she has His Majesty's favor, and that's enough," Kylie replied, her frustration evident.

Though there hadn't been many new concubines in recent years, there were still some that entered the palace. Even so, Salvador's attention to Jeanette was unlike anything she had seen.

"And haven't you heard? On New Year's Eve, Jeanette and Carissa were chatting and laughing together for an hour. I suspect Jeanette was sent to the palace by Carissa herself."

"Your Majesty, with the Quinton family and the eldest prince, your position is unshakeable," Lydia continued, trying to persuade her. "As for His Majesty's affection, it's better not to expect too much and spare yourself the heartache."

Kylie's smile turned bitter. "Not expect? Lydia, a person's heart doesn't always follow their own will. The king is my husband. How could I not desire his love?"

She sighed.

"Enough of this! Help me with my hair. I need to see Her Majesty."