Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1159

Isaac and Violet walked side by side along the wide street, leading their horses. The night breeze was gentle, clearing away the last remnants of the alcohol from the evening.

"I was impulsive tonight," Violet admitted with a hint of regret. "I shouldn't have dragged you there."

"It's fine," Isaac replied.

"What's going through your mind? Are you planning to acknowledge them?"

"No." Isaac smiled, his expression becoming noticeably more relaxed. "She invited me and Madam Zoey inside, and talked for a long time. But not once did she ask me how I've been these years. Not once did she ask how I was after being taken away. She was just explaining and trying to clear her name."

"Is that so?"

Isaac ran a hand through his slightly disheveled hair, his carefree demeanor returning.

"I remember my first time leaving the mountain. I was away for a month, and when I came back, Sage Adrian and Sage Everett surrounded me. They asked me a lot of stuff-what I ate, who I met, what inns I stayed at, whether I got into any fights, if anyone tricked me out of money, what sights I saw, among other things."

"My mentor's the same," Violet nodded in agreement. "That's normal."

"Exactly," Isaac chuckled. "I've been surrounded by love since I was a child. I've always had a family."

Violet was unsure of how Isaac truly felt, but he seemed alright. "So, you've made peace with it?"

at his lips. "Made peace? Yeah, I guess. It's not all good, but it's not all bad either. No need for reconciliation, but there's no reason

by the fact that Evelyn had avenged his death by killing David, but he couldn't bring himself

would do anything to protect them. Even if it meant sending them far away to some place where

Evelyn hadn't done any of

it all. When

for her comfort. It had never been about

help for him, so she knew about the changing of his

never question it? Constantly changing

one taking care of him.

didn't want to assume

allowed himself to think that way, he would suspect that, perhaps, she had quietly condoned David's actions Unfortunately, everything unraveled when Vincent found out. Once Vincent named his heir, Evelyn's hope of becoming a countess was

her poor

it was true or not, it no longer mattered. Fate had already sealed their story when the fire had come. Before knowing the truth, he had believed the narrative Adrian had spun for him, holding

that burden, he felt light and

in her room,

the memory of the way Evelyn had so bitterly recounted poisoning David. The cruelty of it had lingered in Evelyn's voice, as if years of buried hatred had finally

Won

true-that she poisoned David out of revenge for her son's death-then surely, she would have simply brushed over the details

repeated, deliberate

saying it on purpose for Isaac to hear, or maybe

woman hadn't slept.