Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 781

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Gareth suddenly exploded in fury. He jumped up and slapped Cecilia harshly across the face.

“You treacherous woman! After everything I’ve done for you, you dare betray me?!” he roared with outrage. Cecilia fell to the ground, blood slowly trickling from the corner of her mouth. She braced herself on the ground, still kneeling, though tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes.

Her lips quivered, her voice breaking as she said, “I’m sorry… I have no excuse. I know my sins are unforgivable.”

“You’ve doomed us all!” Gareth spat as he fiercely kicked her. “I once asked you if you had any family and you told me you were an orphan! How dare you lie to me?!”

Cecilia’s body trembled as she let out a muffled sob, knowing there was no hope of ever regaining Gareth’s pity or love.

Carissa let out a barely audible sigh as she watched from nearby. Thankfully, the king had already made his decision yesterday about the daughters of Henry’s concubines. Otherwise, the Duke of Oakspire’s family would have been done for after this revelation, with none of them able to escape unscathed.

Now that Salvador had declared the women victims in this matter, he wouldn’t go back on his word. Putting off visiting the Duke of Oakspire’s family and the Quinton family had indeed proven to be a good decision.

Looking at Cecilia, who lay sobbing on the ground, Carissa asked, “The two blueprints you took–were they for armor and ballistae?”

warriors of the Duke of Oakspire’s family, so they instantly understood the gravity of

realized that she wasn’t looking to claim false glory. If she

Cecilia had stolen the armor and ballistae blueprints and taken her away. That

was giving Cecilia a chance now. If the latter answered that she hadn’t taken such blueprints, there was still a way

weapons.

gaze turned to Cecilia,

face was contorted with fury as he warned, “Think

streaks glistening on her cheeks, her delicate

ballistae blueprints. One was a broadsword, and the other was a spear. Since my mom died, I’ve stopped listening to Grand Princess Eleanor’s orders. I have children in this household, and I no longer want to

but it barely had time to settle before everyone turned their tense eyes back to Carissa, anxiously

Norman, Gareth, or anyone else from the

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before had completely vanished. Instead, Norman looked more afraid

more answers, she could easily expose more secrets Even if nothing new came out, everyone knew how the Duke of Oakspire’s family had treated Carissa and the Capital Guard today–barring them entry, hurling

an insult easily, and laying out charges against the Duke of Oakspire’s family wouldn’t

watching Ceilin, who was still crying softly, but her sobs were now subdued, as if she

air, broken only by Cecilia’s

Until this