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

be moved by the fact that Evelyn had avenged his death by killing

Even if it meant sending them far away to some place where so-called priests could offer

Evelyn hadn't done any of

but Isaac finally saw through it all. When Caspian had held him, he had felt moved.

maternal love, he realized, had always been for her comfort. It

medical help

it? Constantly changing

care of him. How

want to

David's actions Unfortunately, everything unraveled when Vincent found out. Once Vincent named his heir, Evelyn's hope of becoming a countess was dashed,

her

course, Isaac could never confirm this theory, but it didn't matter. Whether 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

he felt light

in her room, Zoey

Evelyn had so bitterly recounted poisoning David. The cruelty of it had lingered in

Won

son's death-then surely, she would have simply brushed over the details when recounting

repeated, deliberate

it on purpose for Isaac to hear, or maybe even for herself as if repeating it aloud would somehow ease

found herself returning to Evelyn's room. The older woman hadn't slept. Her eyes were wide open, tears streaming