Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1194

Carissa gently helped Violet to a chaise lounge, settling her down. "Thank Isaac for me, but I won't guess. Just tell me who did you see?"

"Victor!" Violet's eyes went wide, possibly from the alcohol, though it could have been from the sheer shock of what she was about to say. "Yes, it was Victor, the Sandoria marshal. And not just one, there were several Victors." "Several Victors, or several people who looked like Victor?" Carissa pressed her hand to Violet's forehead. "How much did you drink to get this drunk?"

"Victor..." Violet mumbled, her head growing still, as though the name had locked her into place. "But not as old as Victor."

"You mean people who looked like Victor? Sandorians?"

Carissa's mind started racing. Sandoria and Starhaven hadn't had much interaction, and for a Sandorian to make it to Starhaven let alone to the capital-seemed impossible. Even harder to think they could settle here.

"Yes... Sandorians. How could there be Sandorians in the capital? They were... they're hiding in the gentlemen's retreat. Why doesn't anyone talk about the guests at the gentlemen's retreat? I saw them those guests surely saw them too," said Violet, her words slurring as she tried to get them out.

Carissa's heart skipped a beat.

Of course, the guests of the gentlemen's retreat wouldn't talk about it. To speak of it would be to admit they had gone there. But the real question was when had the Sandorians come to the capital? It was no wonder no one had discovered them. They had been hiding in a gentlemen's retreat.

Though there were a few gentlemen's retreats in the city, they operated discreetly. Sigmund had strictly outlawed them and monitored them closely. After Salvador ascended the throne, such matters were barely addressed.

frowned upon by society. No one would openly talk about it,

and before Carissa could react, she was fast asleep,

for Lulu to help tend to Violet. Then, turning on her heel, she rushed out to find Isaac. She knew

noticed them a few days ago," Isaac said, his voice clear

on his face, his hair was slightly damp and sticking to his temples, but he

but since you didn't want to go,

were tall,

nearly identical to Starhaven people. Only their noses

Starhaven natives at

glance.

in the gentlemen's retreat were like that-strikingly handsome, but with a touch of feminine air. So, not everyone who went there

didn't you explain the situation to me, then?" Carissa asked, frowning. "If you had told me

glanced at her. "That wouldn't have worked. It had to be Violet who invited you. If I asked you to come, word would get back to Meadow Ridge, and Sage Adrian and Sage Everett would never forgive

That was

find out?" Carissa eyed him. "You didn't go to

a place of ill repute. I just went there for the

eyebrow. "Would you

a sideways glance.