Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1297

When Louis and Timothy arrived at Redstone Manor with Ivor Ziegler and Alec Walker, they saw the household guards of the manor loading crates into the waiting carriages.

Recognizing Carl, Louis called out, "Leaving tomorrow?"

Carl greeted them with a smile. "Yes, General Quinton. We leave first thing in the morning. Marshal Prince will escort them for part of the way, so we're getting everything packed tonight.'

"Marshal Prince will escort them for part of the way?" Louis frowned.

How could the marshal leave camp at such a time?

Carl shrugged nonchalantly. "It's just a short journey-only a couple of hours."

Then, with a sly smile, he added, "Marshal Prince said that women need to be pampered. She's traveling

far with such a young child. He said it's only fitting to see her off personally to show his regard."

Louis understood Oliver's fondness for this woman, so it wasn't surprising that he would send her off. Louis didn't say anything further.

out to

that held a wide assortment of fine dishes, their fragrances so rich they could almost hear their appetites

extravagance. The spread was

they followed Hector or Rafael, there was always food during meetings. But most of the time,

be made. Wartime fare and

can't possibly eat all of this," Timothy

more sumptuous than a festival

It's a little lavish, yes, but most

of

drink," Oliver insisted, a wide grin on his face. "Let's speak freely tonight. I know some of you have concerns. With the great battle looming, if there's anything troubling you about me, feel free to speak up. If I have done something wrong, I will

men exchanged glances before

never listened. It was likely that now the battle was nearing, Oliver

of the two military advisors, Louis and Timothy refrained from pointing

minds. However, military advisors knew how to approach matters with finesse. Everyone had

appearances. If they were to actually voice their true concerns, it would only lead to unpleasantness. Tonight, their main focus was preparing for the battle

had to swallow their frustrations for the

Wine had become a comfort, a way to stave off the

liquor. But tonight, there was something better to drink. Though they told themselves to drink sparingly,