Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 122

As Carissa watched the fire slowly dim, she added a few more logs. The flames quickly devoured the dry wood, sending up bright flickers of light. The scene before her brought back a painful memory- returning to Northwatch Estate and finding it filled with corpses and bloodstains.

The ache in her heart surged again, so intense that it made breathing difficult.

How she wished for Aurora's death!

But simply killing her might not be the most satisfying revenge. Carissa thought Liam might share this

view.

She was certain Liam wouldn't kill Aurora, Rafael had given orders to wait here, and it was likely because Liam had said something to him.

Rafael had previously mentioned having spies in Ilyrian City, so it was reasonable to assume there were spies in Simonton City as well. Waiting here was both Rafael and Liam's directive.

By late night, everyone was exhausted. They were sleepy and hungry, though the cold was no longer a concem with plenty of firewood available. Supplies had arrived from the rear-simple bread and beef jerky. But in the midst of a battlefield, any food that could fill their stomachs was welcomed.

Timothy had brought the supplies, and conveyed Rafael's orders to Carissa. "The marshal ordered you to continue waiting here. He says you can relax a bit and take turns sleeping."

"Do we re

many people here?" Carissa

believes it's necessary. He said not to easily trust a

and Liam had reached some sort of pate agreement. He seemed to

was somewhat puzzled, unsure why Rafael had ordered them to wait. However, military orders

Although the Southern Frontier had been recaptured, the battlefield still required cleanup, and the

was accompanied by sadness and pain. The comrades who fought alongside them-perhaps the closest one-would never

returned with his men, who were utterly

food. He gazed at the rising sun, which indicated a clear

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desert, and

glanced at Carissa several times. She was resting her head on Violet's shoulder, clearly exhausted. She was injured, and someone had bandaged her wounds, though it was uncertain how

up and walked over to Carissa. He asked softly, "Are your injuries serious?" Resting her head on Violet's shoulder, Carissa didn't

and silently mouthed, "None of your business.

lip movements, Barrett was angry and embarrassed. Fuming, he turned and went back

What was that? Not just anyone could come over and concern themselves with