Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 842

One of the capital guards immediately dashed off to find a torch.

Violet noticed Amelia had closed her eyes. She looked utterly exhausted and freezing, her whole body

shaking.

“Amelia, don’t fall asleep! You wanted to see Cari, right? She’s on her way! Please, stay awake!” Violet

shouted.

Amelia opened her eyes, gazing at the raging river below. She had always been timid, and fear gripped her now, but standing there felt somehow better than being at Valor Estate.

All she had to do was jump, and it would all be over.

She couldn’t even remember why she had come here. Her mind felt numb, void of any sensation other than the cold. She still clutched the pawn ticket in her hand, which she intended to give to Carissa. She wanted to apologize and thank her.

The apology was for the time when Barrett had wanted to divorce Carissa, and Amelia had been too much of a coward to say a word. Then, she wanted to thank Carissa for the genuine kindness she had shown her while she was still part of the Warren family!

jewelry she had pawned off, but perhaps Carissa could get it back. It was originally Carissa’s, but sadly, Amelia had spent all the money from pawning it off. She hoped

hooves broke through the howling wind as horses

Carissa quickly pulled on the reins, stopping

held torches, but the flames couldn’t reach Amelia’s position. They called for

dim light, Carissa could barely make out Amelia’s figure. In the darkness, she looked even more fragile, as if she were just a pole standing upright. Her cloak billowed in the cold wind like a flag hanging

“Amelia, it’s me, Carissa,”

especially now that she was contemplating suicide, Carissa found it hard to call her “Madam Amelia” or “Mrs. Warren“. Perhaps those terms of address felt too

towards her. “Amelia, what are you doing?” “Don’t come any closer!” Amelia shrieked, one foot slipping dangerously as she almost lost her balance. A gasp went through the crowd, and everyone’s hearts raced in

his tracks, realizing the gravity of the situation. He stood there and frantically shouted, Amelia,

down–Mom will be furious if she finds

an

don’t want to go back!” Amelia’s voice was a mournful roar in the darkness. Leave! I don’t want

If I’ve

in front of him, anger flashing in her eyes. “Don’t get too close! Step

steps back, his gaze fixed anxiously on

you want to see me? I’m coming to you, so you can say whatever you want to me!” Carissa shouted against the