Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 875

Violet felt no sympathy for Barrett.

"I heard from Claire that Serena didn't return for the funeral, but Aurora left Blessed Haven to don mourning attire for that old hag," she said.

Ever since the assassination attempt, Aurora had rarely left Blessed Haven. She wouldn't even make an appearance when Rebecca was nearing death, so it was strange that she would come out now to mourn. If someone wanted to kill her again, infiltrating the household during the funeral wouldn't be too difficult.

But Aurora was probably smart enough. The treason case had just happened, and it wasn't resolved yet. Who would dare to act recklessly at this time?

"Who's helping to handle the funeral arrangements?" Carissa asked.

Viola had been in poor health since giving birth, so she couldn't manage it. Aurora likely wouldn't be taking charge either.

"Madam Charlotte," Violet replied. "After all, they're sisters-in-law. It's not like they have a lot of grievances against each other. Plus, the family hasn't truly split up, so she'll handle what needs to be done."

"Aunt Charlotte is quite loyal and principled," Carissa remarked. "That's rare."

They genuinely respected someone like Charlotte, who could clearly distinguish between love and hate. While they admired her, they couldn't help but silently curse

refrained from cursing her. He certainly resented Rebecca, but her cruel and ungrateful nature had led him

had mostly healed, though he still walked a bit awkwardly. The bump on his forehead had faded to a light bruise, but at first glance, it still gave

Rafael's forehead didn't look very auspicious and insisted that Dylan hold him down while he applied some powder to cover it

had gone to the palace to keep Victoria company. Otherwise, she would have nagged him

pay their respects on the first and fifteenth days of the month, while Salvador visited every other day. No matter how diligent he was in his duties, he never forgot to check in on

he would take time to drop by and see her. Helen had

of Rebecca's death. She remarked, "Well, she died at just the right

you holed up in here all day. Did someone in the palace spill the news? Are they even prying into matters concerning the Warren

outside?" Victoria didn't directly answer Helen's question, but tapped her on the forehead. "Don't be so closed-minded. You should keep yourself informed. Now that you're out of the palace and staying with Rafael, you ought to help a bit. Don't just focus on enjoying yourself." "If my son is doing well and my daughter-in-law is dutiful, shouldn't I be enjoying life?" Helen shot back. "After all the hard work raising my son, it's only natural to want to enjoy the fruits of my labor. Am I supposed to keep toiling away for them? I'm

unrestrained in her words. If she said something wrong, it was only a few rebukes from her sister. What did she

quite lazy, you know. You have no ambition at

I've fought through so much to get to where I am

dim-witted sister and sighed. Fine-if Helen thought she got through it all on her own and wanted to be proud of it, let

sugar cubes on a plate, making them neat and tidy. "Why say that the year will be peaceful since that old woman is dead? Did she make you