Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Aurora couldn't bring herself to meet Carissa's gaze, as cold and sharp as a blade. Every word Carissa spoke was unpleasant to hear, yet not a single one was untrue.

Aurora had been desperate to achieve something. After the battle at Victory Pass, she believed she had. succeeded, and that she had done so with exceptional merit. No longer just the daughter of an old soldier, she was now a general in her own right.

She looked down on everyone and felt superior, but deep down, she knew she was still insignificant. Otherwise, with her accomplishments, she wouldn't have been relegated to the position of Barrett's secondary wife.

Most people wouldn't have accepted such a fate.

Aurora's acceptance was driven by two reasons-her deep affection for Barrett, as well as the realization that, without her achievements, she would never be able to reach the heights of the Warren family. She dismissed the trivialities of domestic struggles, claiming she wanted women to excel on the battlefield, contributing to the kingdom through war and conquest. She said these things to Barrett, who believed them and looked at her with admiration.

Needing Barrett to see her as different, she achieved this by sleeping with him before returning to the capital, securing her place in the Warren family.

Though Carissa had been Barrett's primary wife back then, Aurora hadn't considered her a threat. Carissa was just a highborn lady, obedient to propriety, governed by rules, and overly demure. Boring, really.

that Aurora could focus on her career.

mere docile cat but a patient and calculating tiger? As Aurora's thoughts drifted, Frederick returned with the promissory note and a stamp

the moment their eyes met, an inexplicable shiver ran through her. She didn't dare delay, hastily pressing her

at the young woman leaning against the corridor wall. The coldness

"My lady, don't be upset. Indifference is the strongest armor-no one can hurt

she spoke softly, "Frederick, I'm fine. I was just thinking about how lively the house used to be when everyone was still here." Frederick's mood grew somber. The past

was now a shell of its former self. The title

the past for long. She quickly lifted her head

to be with Ryan, knowing that such a commotion would have reached him. After all, Aurora's cries had echoed through the

in the small study, writing diligently. His face was calm, and the desk was covered with sheets of paper. Lulu and Joy stood

the sound of his aunt's footsteps, Ryan looked up and greeted her

However, he was putting in great effort, and Carissa believed he would soon speak as fluently as anyone