Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

The light rain had been falling for several days. As Viola stepped down from the carriage, her thoughts seemed distant, and she accidentally stepped into a puddle, soaking her shoes. "Madam Viola!"

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Viola's new maid was named Poppy. She was clumsy, and lacked manners. "I'm so sorry I didn't help you properly."

Viola shook off her hand and snapped, "Just follow me."

Poppy followed meekly behind her. She was curious about everything since she had only recently been bought, and had yet to learn proper manners. Upon entering Silverstone Estate, she was amazed at its grandeur compared to the Valor Estate, and she couldn't help but glance around.

Viola was disdainful of Poppy's ignorance. "Just stay close to me and stop looking around."

An old maid who was always by Evelyn's side came out to greet them. The old maid smiled as she said, "Ms. Viola, why get upset with a maid who doesn't know any better? It's better to teach her slowly and not lose your temper over it."

Viola adjusted her hairpin, knowing that the old servant was reminding her to keep her composure and not appear ill-mannered.

However, in the Warren family household, maintaining composure was not a luxury one could afford.

up in such a mess. She always lost her composure without realizing it, and she was constantly on the edge

where is my mother?"

Hall. Please follow me, Ms.

"Kindred Hall?"

brow. That was Zoey's usual spot for quiet reflection. Ever since the last time Viola had taken money from her family, she had avoided speaking with Zoey, especially in private. "Isn't Mom supposed to meet

Evelyn is in Kindred Hall,"

"Mom is there too?"

Evelyn, Madam Zoey, and

too? What on earth

has sent a letter home, so Madam Evelyn

has arrived? No wonder everyone has gathered. Alright, I'll head to Kindred Hall." Having said that, Viola hurried to Kindred

long while, Viola collapsed into a chair, her eyes wide with disbelief. Her chest felt as if a heavy stone was pressing down on her, making it hard for her to breathe. "Impossible! How could this be? How can a dead person come

you believe it or not, that's what your brother's letter says. He's seen them himself. It's pitiful, really. He says they've changed so much, and who knows what suffering they've endured over the years?" "Impossible. It's impossible," Viola

"They

in poor condition. He's said to have suffered greatly after being captured. It's so tragic, and they don't know if he'll