Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Darin had been abducted. But before that, she had parents and a brother. They had all doted on her. She had been mischievous, but her family had always indulged her. This rabbit figurine hadn't been made by Violet's brother. It had been made by Darin's own brother.

Yet, so many things had slipped from her memory. She couldn't remember what her parents or brother looked like. Yes, she had grandparents too-both of whom loved her dearly. She could almost hear the gentle, loving voice from her memories. "Oh, my little darling, when will you grow up? When will you learn to be more sensible?"

Violet quietly stood beside her, gazing at the beautiful scenery of the southern river port, and remarked softly, "What a lovely river view."

The mention of the river felt like lightning striking Darin's mind.

"River York! You spoil her so much that she thinks she can get away with anything. What will people say in the future?"

"River, come here quickly! Jaina has fallen and hurt her leg!"

Darin's chest heaved with agitation. It was a cold day, yet she was drenched in sweat, the moisture trickling down her forehead. "I..."

She struggled to speak, her voice barely above a whisper. "My father's name is River York. My brother made this little rabbit figurine. The things you just said happened to me. You know where my brother and my parents are, don't you? They didn't abandon me. I was kidnapped..."

Tears slipped down her fair cheeks, but she quickly wiped them away and took several deep breaths. She could only stare out the window. She didn't dare look at Violet or turn back, afraid her tears would spill over again.

York. He currently works at Hell Monarch Estate as the head archivist. He entered the Hell Monarch's service in hopes of using his powers and connections to find you. After you went missing,

longer move easily or search for you.

capital because of their poor health. I wasn't sure you were Jaina York before I came here, but now I'm certain. You're not Darin or Lisette Sanford. You are Jaina York, River's daughter, and

had given her

said it was a miracle

heavens. He said she should cherish herself,

many questions to

about Tamara, who was

said, "There's another floor up here where we can see even further. Would you like to go up and take a look, Ms. Sanford?" Though Jaina's voice was choked with emotion, she still managed to ask. "We can still go up?

me, I'll

Jaina gasped in shock. "Doesn't that sound

reminiscent of a little sister being particularly sharp-tongued. "You're going to marry my godbrother. He's a warrior. How could his wife lack courage? If

peeked inside, and felt anxious. It was obvious that

hesitating? Just go

to see? The view up there must