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?"

It's not all good, but it's not all bad either. No need for reconciliation, but there's no

fact that Evelyn had avenged his death

do anything to protect them. Even if it meant sending them far away to some place where so-called priests could offer their protection, he would go with them.

hadn't done

much, but Isaac finally saw through it all. When Caspian had held him, he had felt moved. But after hearing Evelyn's story, everything became

for her comfort. It had never

account, she mentioned how David sought out medical help for him, so she knew about the changing of his

it? Constantly changing his medicine-how

taking care of him. How could she not

want to

of her. But if he 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

her

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 onto

that burden, he felt light and

in her room,

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

Won

surely, she would have simply brushed over the details when recounting it. It would have been

repeated,

on purpose for Isaac to hear, or maybe

The older woman hadn't slept. Her eyes were wide open, tears streaming down