Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 56

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Carissa followed Rafael on horseback, glancing at the campfires spaced every few steps. Her heart sank at what she observed.

The Southern Frontier originally had three hundred thousand soldiers, with another hundred thousand seconded from Victory Pass, totaling four hundred thousand soldiers. From her observations, however, not even half of those numbers were left.

Rafael had marched through twenty-three cities, reclaiming all but two. It was clear many soldiers had sacrificed their lives.

Outside the command tent, vanguards and lieutenants stood on either side. Their armor was worn, their faces weather-beaten, and their beards unkempt.

A few generals stood a short distance away from the main tent. Carissa recognized one of them- Timothy Farrell, an old comrade of her father's. He had even held her as a child.

Timothy strode up and stopped before Carissa. He studied her face, then said excitedly, "Carissa Sinclair? Is that you?"

"Timothy!" Carissa's eyes stung.

then he turned away. Seeing

comrades approached, their eyes slightly red under

elderly general asked, "Lady Sinclair, how is your mother's health?

felt a sharp pain in her heart, and tears nearly

to discuss with

In his usual commanding tone, he ordered, "If you have military intelligence to share,

the tent was chilly, barely warmer than outside, in the center stood a table with maps and a sand table for tactical

corner, there were discarded blood-stained bandages. There were no chairs or stools. A mat was laid beside the sand table.

lowered her spear, and

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frowned. "Your second senior got this intelligence? I recall you went to the Pathfinders Guild. Is

"Your Highness, the Intelligence my second senior gathers is reliable. While the exact number of soldiers may vary,

not report directly