Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 54

Carissa didn't go back to sleep after Charlotte and Amelia left. It was already dusk, and she would be setting off when night fell. There was no point in trying to sleep now.

She recalled Amelia's account of Barrett's wedding, and suddenly felt an urge to laugh.

So, this was the true nature of the woman Barrett liked. In the end, Aurora's true nature didn't make him happy. Not only that, it also brought disgrace upon the Warren family. All the quests had walked out of the wedding banquet.

This was unprecedented.

Aurora Yates

Carisse chewed on the name, and suppressed feelings of resentment and anger surged within her like turbulent waves. If not for Aurora's desire for credit, the massacre wouldn't have happened and the people of Northwatch Estate wouldn't have been decimated.

Before this, Carissa had never hated Aurora. Whether it was stealing her husband or belittling her, Carissa still respected the latter for her contributions to the country. After all, Aurora succeeded in achieving peace between Westhaven and Starhaven.

Now, however, she hated Aurora to the bone.

didn't, as there had been no mention of it in the official reports. However, it was possible that the Ministry of Defense had records related to

her journey to

middle of the night, Carissa put on her night travel outfit, gathered her belongings,

day, she appeared at a small villa outside the city. Jumping into the courtyard, she saw a chestnut horse tied outside the main courtyard. Frederick had taken care

We have a long way to go, and our time is limited.

watched for a moment, then entered the side

set off.

a Night Pearl on the table. Then, she noticed several decorated boxes nearby. She recognized them-makeup products Frederick had sent to her cousin as

then realized the reason. A wry smile tugged at her lips. So, even her

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luck for her to give a bride-to-be makeup

Carissa

by the emotions stirred. These gifts represented. her blessings for her cousin. She had fulfilled her

lightning. The cloak on the figure on its back billowed in the wind, making her appear agile. With one hand holding a spear and the other the reins, the wind whistled loudly in her ears and cut across her delicate,

How pathetic.

covered her face tightly with a piece of black cloth. It left only her calm obsidian-like