Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Barrett advanced and grabbed Aurora's wrist. "Let's go. We're going to Jadehill Estate."

Aurora pulled her hand away forcefully. "I'm not going!"

Barrett's expression darkened as he stood in the courtyard. "If you don't come willingly, I'll drag you there! You can either walk, or I'll tie you up and make you carry thorn branches on your back."

Carrying thorn branches on one's back was a traditional act of penance, where an individual who had committed a serious offense would bear thorny branches as a symbolic gesture of remorse and submission. The practice was a way to visibly demonstrate their sincere repentance and willingness to atone for their wrongs.

"You wouldn't dare!" Aurora's anger flared, her voice trembling with indignation. "All I did was say a few words-what crime have I committed that's so unforgivable I need to beg for forgiveness with thorn branches on my back?"

Barrett gritted his teeth in frustration. "You know what you've done! Your crimes are so severe, carrying those thorn branches would be a mercy! You deserve to be executed!"

He glanced at the maids nearby and roared, "Get out!"

Terrified, the maids scrambled to leave.

Aurora stared at him with reddened eyes. "You don't treat me with even a fraction of the kindness you once did! You clearly loathe me. If that's the case, why did you marry me?" Barrett was on the brink of breaking down. He shouted at Aurora in frustration, "I was a fool! I was blind! I mistook you for someone honorable and courageous, but you're not!"

you misjudged. You thought Carissa would accept me, which is why you married me. But when Carissa refused to accept that you were marrying another wife, you revealed your true colors. Your affection for me was nothing but a passing fancy! You're heartless and unfaithful! Barrett, I was wrong

ashen, as if her words had

Jadehill Estate today. And as for the person you broke the limbs of yesterday, you need to compensate him. If not, you'll be thrown

talking nonsense! I didn't hurt anyone yesterday." As Aurora spoke, she suddenly recalled what had happened on

anger flared. "Don't

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the estate with dung yesterday-you were the one who caught him and broke his limbs. He's already reported the incident to the Royal Citadel. You'll be visited by their officials

and allowing my servants to harm civilians. Besides you, who else in the household is so violent?" Aurora's face turned pale with anger. "It wasn't me! I didn't even step out of the courtyard yesterday! If you don't believe me, go ask

as she fixed him with a cold stare. "Why don't you ask Viola? Maybe it

gentle and virtuous. She wouldn't do something

am capable of such cruelty, while Viola is a saint. Barrett, oh, Barrett, you're absolutely right-you're truly

believe that Viola could have given such orders. He was adamant that it must have been

you're capable of. You dare to act cruelly, but can't face the consequences. You have

rage, shouted, "Bring Viola to Forsaken Hall and