Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1234

Carissa cradled the cup in her hands, savoring the warmth. "Lord Malcolm, do you think you can offer me something that I can't achieve on my own?"

Malcolm was momentarily stunned, unsure of what she meant.

Carissa gave a faint smile. "You should return now. I'll be staying here tonight."

The cold had begun to fog Malcolm's thoughts, and he struggled to make sense of her words.

"Then, why not be direct and tell me what it is that you want?" he said.

"Nothing at all. I'm doing this for the sake of King Sigmund's reputation, nothing more. Not every situation requires a trade of interests. Oh, and by the way, the Capital Guard headquarters doesn't provide meals to those detained here. You can have someone bring food for Lord Gerald, or leave some money and we'll arrange for it ourselves," she replied, her tone sharpening slightly.

Malcolm stood, still confused by her actions.

Why was she doing this for the Quinton family? Though they weren't bitter enemies, there had always been tension between them. He couldn't understand why she would offer help so selflessly.

reputation, Malcolm didn't think it was something a woman like her would concern herself

if you have any suitable candidates for

Malcolm, I won't walk you out,"

moment, genuinely unsure of what she meant. He searched his pockets, only to realize he hadn't brought any money. With a sigh, he muttered something about

excitement. "I'm heading back now. Someone from Hell Monarch Estate just sent word that Thia and Bun will be here by this evening. Since you'll be staying here tonight, I'll go

Carissa stood up abruptly. "Really? Then, I'll... Oh, never mind. Go on ahead. After I report

after the battle, and she missed them dearly. Violet dashed off like the wind, her excited voice echoing through the cold

to be delivered to the prison. It

corner. Cody was fiercely guarding Gerald, making sure no one approached. His eyes

had his face covered, so it was impossible to read his expression. However,

arrival, some had been asking when the Capital Guard would release them. But now, with the one in charge present, they dared not speak a word. Carissa glanced around and said, "The Capital Guard cannot provide meals for you. You may have your families send food. Also, if anyone needs to relieve themselves, raise your hand and someone will take you outside. Do not

finished

Come here and tell me which family you're from, and we'll send someone to inform your household. If you prefer not to

young noble stepped forward, holding a silver ingot. His face was obscured, but his eyes, still visible, carried an air of

thought the

Guard headquarters was extorting