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

candidates for promotion

I won't walk you out," Carissa cut

she meant. He searched his pockets, only to realize he hadn't brought any money.

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 this evening. Since you'll be staying here

never mind. Go on ahead. After I

and she missed them dearly. Violet

biting cold night air, Carissa 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 better

guarding Gerald, making sure no one approached. His eyes were sharp, but when they met Carissa's gaze, he instinctively lowered his head, using his

impossible to read his expression. However, his rigid posture betrayed his

Carissa entered. 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. You may have your families send food. Also,

finished speaking,

of you wants your family to send food? Come here and tell me which family you're from, and we'll send someone to inform your household. If you prefer not to notify your family, you can pay us the money and we'll buy food for you. The cost is for two meals a day,

holding a silver ingot. His face was obscured, but his eyes, still visible, carried an air of arrogance. "Is this

thought

Guard headquarters was extorting