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.

for Sigmund's reputation, Malcolm didn't think it was something a woman like

have any suitable candidates for promotion to

won't walk you out,"

searched his pockets, only to realize he hadn't brought any money. With a

lit with 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

on ahead. After I report

after the battle, and she missed them dearly. Violet dashed

had arranged for some coal to be delivered to the prison. It wasn't the finest coal, and it smoked a bit when lit, but it was

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

so it was impossible to read his

Before her 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.

she finished

family you're from, and we'll send someone to inform your household. If you prefer not

need to pay?" A young noble stepped forward, holding a silver ingot. His face was obscured, but his

probably thought the

Guard headquarters was extorting