Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1235

Carissa motioned for a member of the Garrison Unit to take the silver ingot worth ten silver coins and said, "Buy meals for everyone tomorrow. Once they're released, they can pay back the money they owe him."

What she said was meant to reassure those being held-nothing would be done to them beyond this brief detention. She wanted to keep the peace, urging them not to cause a ruckus and to get through the next two days without any trouble.

At the same time, it was meant as a subtle reminder for Gerald to calm down.

In the dead of night, Carissa made another round of the prison. This time, she found Gerald trembling

even more.

Cody approached her, speaking softly, "Might it be possible to get him a blanket? My lord is weak and can't stand the cold. His health is frail."

Carissa noticed that Gerald had curled himself into a strange, almost rigid position, huddling into the corner. There was a small draft coming through a hole in the wall, which explained why he seemed so cold.

She sighed inwardly, realizing it was impossible to treat everyone the same. This was only the first night. If Gerald froze to death in here, she would have a lot of explaining to do.

"Take him out and place him in solitary confinement. Give him a cotton quilt so he doesn't freeze to death here," Carissa ordered one of the guards.

Cody immediately knelt, deeply grateful, "Thank you, Commander Sinclair. Thank you so much."

stand and had to rely on

out was an elderly figure. If he were left here to die, they

mess hall. Ahead of it was the training yard, and in the center stood the building where they held discussions. The front courtyard housed the main hall, along with a

cozier, and could easily be

and pointed to the chairs. "You can sit anywhere. The chaise lounge is off-limits.

night will be too much for him. Could we borrow the chaise lounge just for tonight? We'll buy a new

"I'm already making an exception by allowing

lord is elderly.

at Gerald,

the cloth, and spoke flatly, "At his age, he shouldn't have been in a place like that. Since he was, I believe he's still capable. now.

to make

someone bring

charcoal for you."

going to agree, Cody had no choice but to

and could hardly bear the cold, hard chairs. But he couldn't bring himself to complain. Instead, he clung to a quiet delusion, as

master

to be blunt. She turned to the nearest guard

the Quinton family's residence and