Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1244

Carissa knew all too well the gravity of the situation.

Salvador had already berated her for not informing him of this matter in advance. If Gerald were to die here at the headquarters, her comrades in the Capital Guard would surely face the consequences. But how could she have warned Gerald in advance? Was she supposed to have sent someone to the Quinton family's residence and have them tell him that the Capital Guard was about to raid the gentlemen's retreats?

It would be a miracle if the Quinton family didn't tear her apart for it. Who would believe that the old man would ever venture near a gentlemen's retreat? And if Gerald denied it, she would be the one caught in a trap, painted as troublemaker.

Carissa furrowed her brow. "If he chose to go to the gentlemen's retreat, he should've known this day would come. If he couldn't face it, he shouldn't have gone in the first place."

She went to speak with Malcolm, but even after the latter spent an hour trying to persuade his father, there was no progress. The old man remained silent, his eyes closed, offering no response.

Malcolm tried to feed him medicine and water, but Gerald's lips remained tightly shut. The liquid trickled down his chin, and not a single drop made it down his throat. It was worse than when he was unconscious.

Carissa watched from the side, sensing that Gerald might want to die, but there was also anger in him. Why did he insist on dying here, at the Capital Guard headquarters? Why involve so many people? Even when Malcolm told him that Salvador hadn't blamed him, Gerald still showed no reaction.

Carissa couldn't tolerate this any longer. She asked Malcolm and everyone else to leave, then grabbed the last remaining chair from the side room and sat down in front of Gerald.

blame me for this

fact, there wasn't a flicker of emotion on

me or blaming the world for not accepting someone

of this kingdom didn't force you to marry and have children when you

want to turn

can complain that the world is unfair to them. No matter what they try to do, there are always people like you who stand up to criticize

You were too afraid of losing your glory and your position, but you also wanted to

can only say, thank goodness not all men are as cowardly as

help you. Whether you want to go or not, I'll release everyone tomorrow. If you don't leave, I'll have someone drag you out on a

finished speaking

Her words had angered him, but he remained tucked inside his shell, unwilling

the last sentence. If he were dragged away on a cart, he would lose all his dignity

took the opportunity to drive away the crowd, as he had been doing several times throughout the

headquarters remained busy-meals still had to be prepared twice a day for the people being