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.

Malcolm didn't think it was

if you have any suitable candidates for

Malcolm, I won't walk you out," Carissa cut him

for a 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 going back

he was gone, Violet came rushing over, her face lit with excitement. "I'm heading back now. Someone from Hell Monarch Estate just sent word that Thia and Bun will be here by

eyes brightening and her face glowing with joy, Carissa stood up abruptly. "Really? Then, I'll... Oh, never mind. Go on ahead. After

friends since returning to the capital after the battle, and she missed them dearly. Violet

had arranged for some coal to be delivered to the prison. It wasn't the finest coal,

inspected the area and found Gerald and Cody huddled in a corner. Cody was fiercely guarding Gerald, making sure no one approached.

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

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.

she 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

His face was obscured, but his eyes, still visible, carried

probably thought

Guard headquarters was extorting