Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

"The Prince family is not to be trifled with. Regardless of what kind of person Barrett is, as long as the Earl of Silverstone's family stands, Viola will not be wronged," Carissa said.

She paused, and continued, "Don't worry about others just focus on yourself. After all, you are no longer family. She will not be buried with Thomas in the future, and since the divorce letter was given to her, who she marries is her own business. Whether her future is good or bad will be something she has to face on her own."

Alice sighed slowly. "You are right, Your Grace. I have indeed meddled too much."

Alice wasn't actually very familiar with Carissa. They had only met a few times when Carissa was younger. Later, when Carissa returned from Meadow Ridge, their families had interacted occasionally, but it was mostly through Melanie. Carissa had only come to offer a polite greeting once in a while.

But with her son gone, Alice felt adrift. Seeing Carissa, she was reminded of how her son had served under Hector and Dominic, and it gave her a sense of connection.

At that moment, a maid approached. "Madam Alice, our mistress requests your presence."

The maid was Mia, a servant of the Prince family-or, more specifically, Zoey's maid.

Opal recognized her, and asked, "Does your mistress have something to discuss?"

"She said she just wants to catch up with Madam Alice," Mia replied.

Opal looked at Alice. "Aunt Alice, do you wish to go?"

and sincere, Alice agreed, "Let's go and

Carissa's hand, and said softly, "Your Grace, I have

play made their conversation inaudible to everyone except those nearby. Carissa had ensured that Opal and Mary were seated on either side of her to prevent their conversations from being

a smile and said, "Your Grace, your compassion will surely bring you future

in return. "I only seek peace of mind. It pales in comparison

her head. "With

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abilities, no one

with others. Even if you were to deal harshly with those who have wronged you, it would only bring you satisfaction and not criticism. And even if there

an ordinary person. Life is like a play, but life itself is not a play. There's no need for constant strife. If

battles. Her focus was always on real enemies, those who harmed the kingdom. That was the

Carissa wasn't being mistreated, she would prefer a peaceful life. Only

of the garden, away from the other ladies who were enjoying the

Opal knew of this plan, and Viola was

Earl of

had not been in touch for a