Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 816

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Carissa found Chaya to be a truly remarkable young woman. She had grown up in such a harsh environment, yet her focus was solely on living each day to the fullest and not compromising herself when she could avoid it.

As for her dad, Chaya felt neither love nor hatred–just disdain.

Chaya turned to Carissa and asked, “If no one is there to collect his body after the execution, where will it end up? Will they hang it up for all to see?”

“If there are no family members to give him a proper burial, he’ll be given a quick burial. They’ll only display his body for all to see if he’s the mastermind behind the treason case,” Carissa replied.

Chaya hummed in response, her curiosity satisfied.

She returned to Hayden and remarked, “There are still some leftover pound cakes at home. Let’s eat those when we get back. They won’t taste good if they sit out for too long.”

“You don’t want to watch anymore?” Hayden asked.

“I’m afraid of blood. It’s better if I don’t see it,” Chaya replied.

Hayden still indulged her as usual and said, “Alright, let’s go. I’ll take you to the lake tomorrow.”

we go to the lake in this cold weather?” Chaya scoffed. “We could stay home, enjoy some coffee by the

Rafael and sighed. “I’ve spent my whole life at the mercy of women, and here I am, still the same

him that they were at an execution ground and that the mood shouldn’t be so lighthearted. But

mercy of women my whole

from your duties. Go chop off heads or whatever. I’ll be taking

the execution ground. “It’s

course.” Hayden chuckled as he

for Henry’s fate began to play. With the

off the steel. For a moment, it appeared almost to have absorbed blood as it shimmered a vivid red. But

the blade was raised, fear exploded within

back and swiftly swung the blade down. There

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the blade severed his head halfway, leaving it hanging

blood gushed out, and

hadn’t fully decapitated him, but it jolted Henry back to consciousness. He felt disoriented, unable to process the sensations–there was no pain, just a heat radiating from his neck and

head rolled away with another