Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

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Violet loved happy reunions, but she dreaded the heart–wrenching pain of separation and death. Unsure how to comfort Jaina, she gently patted the latter’s back.

“Don’t cry. Life and death are fated. Lucas had suffered from illness for so long. Death may not be a good release, but at least he passed without prolonged suffering.”

At that moment, Violet truly wished Lucas had died peacefully in his sleep.

Initially, Jacob had suggested telling Jaina that Lucas had died of his illness. However, both Rafael and Carissa disagreed. Jaina had the right to know who was responsible for Lucas‘ death.

Violet shared this sentiment. If someone had killed her mentor–just hypothetically–she would want to know her enemy rather than remain blissfully unaware

As Jaina continued to cry sadly, Violet reassured, “Don’t be sad. I’m taking you to see Jacob, your grandfather, and your mother. Your father is on his way to the capital too. I’m sure Lucas‘ spirit will be happy to see you reunited with your family.”

Even the thought of meeting her family didn’t ease Jaina’s sorrow. She had longed for this day since Violet mentioned that her brother was in the capital. She had been trying hard to recall memories from before she turned seven. She remembered several family members, including her grandparents, parents, and brother. Gradually, their faces began to materialize in her mind.

One memory stood out her mom hitting her palm with a yellow wooden ruler. It had hurt so much. But after each punishment, her mom would wipe away tears, and Jaina would playfully lean in, making faces to cheer the older woman up.

her handkerchief to dry her tears. She knew they had been searching for her for eighteen

Lucas brought another

as she asked, “Will Grand

die, her life will be no different from death. It might be better if she

have a way of coming back around. Someone will avenge Lucas. You just need to be happy, and

tears spilled over

Princess Eleanor who caused his death. Don’t carry that burden. If you must hate someone, hate her,

somewhat irrational comfort,

Monarch Estate, they stepped out of the carriage, and

felt nervous. She gripped Violet’s hand tightly as she took a

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for you,” Violet encouraged, pulling

were lead–filled. The moment they turned around the intricately carved partition screen, Jaina spotted an elderly man with white hair standing in the corridor. In front of him stood a

like she had been struck

but a soft heart. The older woman had been young and beautiful, exuding an air of authority with each