Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 894

Two days later, Kyle arrived with a carrier pigeon from Winona. His face was serious.

"The king of Westhaven plans to send envoys to Starhaven. An official correspondence will arrive in the next few days."

Rafael's expression darkened.

It had been inevitable. Sooner or later, this day would come.

Before the New Year celebrations had even ended, Salvador announced that the Crown Guard would be separated from the Mystic Army and would no longer be answerable to Carissa. Also, Barrett would remain in charge of the Crown Guard.

Barrett could hardly believe it. He recalled his meeting with the man the other day and privately wondered if it was really Harvey helping him. But if it was the prince, then Barrett's reinstatement came with considerable risk.

He had no one to consult, so he went home and told Viola.

"Who cares what he wants to do? Just get reinstated as an official and be done with it. Besides, the Crown Guard isn't even under Carissa's control anymore. How is that not a good thing?" she responded.

there's something behind this. It might be part of some

disbelief. "Are you crazy? If you go to the king while he's in a bad mood, he'll strip you of your position. You won't have any chance at a career after that. Forget about being commander of the Crown Guard-you won't even make it into

silent. He

to me. Prince Harvey is helping you because of what happened with Carissa. He and his family didn't stop it,

his head, interrupting her, "That doesn't make sense. If Lady Heather feels guilty, it's for Carissa. Why would she feel guilty toward me? I'm the

What's clear is Prince Harvey has no ambition and isn't plotting a rebellion. He's helping you get reinstated because he needs

either," Barrett replied. "If he's capable of securing my position,

"Why do you care about all of that? Just think about yourself.

that simple. You' Barrett started to say, but seeing her growing impatience, he stopped. "Never mind. I'll think about

know what you're still thinking about. Maybe you should be worrying about whether our family can survive. If you lose your position,

slap. He stormed off,

Viola hurled a cup across the room. No matter what they said, they always parted on bad terms. Barrett spent the next two days back on duty, but his mind was elsewhere. After much thought, he made up his mind to speak directly with Salvador. He wanted the position of the Crown Guard's commander, but feared the consequences of being dragged

on one leg and recounted the conversation from the coffeehouse word for

He had to be a loyal servant-he was the most useful that