Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Barrett lifted the curtain and stepped outside the room with Aurora. They moved so silently that their footsteps were almost inaudible, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

After waiting for a moment, he opened the door and quickly hid behind it. Once he was certain there was no immediate danger, he cautiously peered outside.

The sight that met his eyes was chilling.

The lanterns in the corridor cast light on the stairs, where three bodies lay sprawled. These were the maids who had served Aurora. They had been killed with a single sword thrust to the throat, unable to even utter a cry. Blood trickled down the stone steps, staining them a deep crimson.

Barrett's mind instantly flashed to the Duke of Northwatch's family's massacre.

He gasped. "My parents...!"

He was about to rush out when Aurora grabbed his arm.

Aurora's face was ashen, her lips trembling slightly. "I think... I think they're after me."

Barrett quickly understood. It was possible that spies from Westhaven were seeking revenge.

now, Barrett saw how hollow those justifications were. Aurora had been so confident in defending herself, but

courtyard. They were dressed in black, and their faces were concealed. Only their

held a sword each, and each blade emanated a chilling aura. The strong scent of

her sword, and her hand

quickly turned and ran into the room, shutting the door behind them. One person secured the door while the other blew out the lamp, plunging the room into darkness. They stood back to back with their swords drawn, the blades' glint illuminating their sharp, vigilant

to the capital, Barrett had been regulated to the Capital Guard and had been doing his rotation as a regular guard on patrol. That exercise routine

as he suspected, it was suddenly kicked open and a dark figure leaped in. Barrett had anticipated this happening, so he quickly swung his sword at the assassin. The assassin sensed the attack and leaped out of the way, barely avoiding Barrett's Strike

a while, they quickly oriented themselves. The sounds of clashing swords and spears filled

their skill.

window, heading straight for the outer courtyard while shouting, "Help! There are assassins!"

mind? There were so many people in the estate-how could she

not linger with Barrett. The four

the estate

pursued Aurora, but her familiarity with the estate's layout allowed her to dodge and weave through the buildings, eventually seeking refuge