Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 943

Heather lingered outside the room for a long while before slowly walking away, a deep unease settling in her chest. Ever since Harvey returned home, he seemed like a different person.

There were also several unfamiliar faces in the estate. These strangers didn't seem to regard her at all, despite the fact that she was a princess consort. When they crossed paths, they didn't bow or step aside, walking straight past her as if she were invisible.

The sound of horses' hooves broke the stillness of the night, their rhythm jarring in the otherwise silent streets. The cobbled roads were deserted, with the capital's nightlife limited to the lively areas in the east and west cities, or along the river. The cheer and laughter there never reached the quiet of the southern district.

As a horse neighed, then came to a sudden halt, the air seemed to hum with an unusual tension. The light from the lanterns on the carriage didn't reach far, and the moon was hidden behind the clouds, leaving the surroundings eerily dark.

Travis held a riding whip and had a long blade strapped to his leg. He closed his eyes, listening intently to the slightest change in the air, his ears twitching as if to catch every subtle sound.

Carissa held her whip, its length coiling at her feet like a red serpent, ready to strike. Violet gripped her sword, her index finger lightly pressing against the hilt's opening. With a mere flick, the blade would slide free from its sheath.

darkness, more than ten shadowy figures descended without a sound, their feet barely disturbing the dust beneath them-a clear testament to their mastery

flicked the whip, drawing

of the attackers. The assassin narrowly dodged the fatal

the two women burst through the curtains, Carissa's long whip hissing like a striking serpent. The force of it

motion. Without even pausing to twirl the blade, she stepped on Carissa's whip and leaped forward. With her deft hands,

blade. He had expected that with so many people involved, capturing Carissa would be a quick and easy task. But to his surprise, even with the ten or more men and himself, their first strike had

were difficult opponents, but on the other hand, Carissa seemed weaker. If he could just tie up the other two,

When the two blades collided, he expected to cut Travis' weapon in half. Icarus believed his blade, infused with inner force, would be as

and sparks flew. Both men felt their hands go

him quickly would be impossible.

Travis and Violet, then cautiously moved toward Carissa with two of his men. He planned to have her