Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1306

There was no morning court the following day. Salvador, who had not rested the previous night, gathered the officials to continue discussing the situation at the Southern Frontier.

No one could offer anything beyond the suggestion of his personal involvement in the campaign. The men recommended for command were, frankly, unsuitable.

Salvador was deeply worried and furious, and vented his frustration at them. "The court is full of capable people, yet no one is helpful when it matters! You all live off my support but never worry about my problems. What good are you?"

The entire court, both civil and military officials, remained silent, feeling helpless.

What else could they offer? Salvador constantly urged the promotion of younger military officers, yet he never considered those already within the Hell Monarch Army or the Sinclair Army's ranks. Instead, he had promoted Oliver, a man long absent from the battlefield. No one from Louis' group had even been considered.

Salvador's eyes grew colder as he thought of Oliver, a man he had personally elevated. His fury flared even higher.

"Lord Klein!" he barked. "Take men to raid Silverstone Estate! As for Oliver's family, lock them in the Astral Prison. Handle them as you see fit afterward."

Anthony stepped forward and bowed. "I shall carry out your orders, Your Majesty!"

After receiving the order, Anthony left while everyone watched with envy. As the court ministers

exchanged furtive glances, Salvador's rage reached new heights. The silence was suffocating, until the doors were suddenly flung open.

Derek rushed in, breathless.

Majesty," he said, voice urgent,

and he said, "Ask her what she wants. Tell her I'm in the middle of a meeting with the officials to

find out if Carissa wanted to speak privately with him, or

he replied, "Commander Sinclair said she heard of the matter and has come to join the

told him Carissa was here to speak of Rafael's whereabouts. But was this something she could reveal in front of all the court? Still, he knew her well enough-she was clever, and he would see how she

in,"

of the officials. She kept

eyes scanning her. She showed no trace of guilt, the

She remained

campaign. He is recovering at Meadow Ridge. After hearing of Mr. Prince's desertion, he immediately sent word by carrier pigeon,

let out an unguarded

in her words almost bordered on arrogance. But then

speed with which the edict was prepared was swift. Within moments, it was placed in Carissa's hands. She took

fail

exhaled in unison, a weight lifting from their shoulders. Even though the Hell Monarch was still recovering, his presence on the Southern Frontier would certainly rally the troops

Sinclair. I have a

complicated, but he was certainly relieved, even surprised that Rafael had truly gone to