Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1310

Before Caspian was brought to the Royal Citadel, he had already gathered his family and delivered the worst of the news in Silverstone Estate.

With a critical battle looming, Oliver's desertion had shaken the army's morale and unleashed a storm of rumors. If they lost the war, the fate awaiting the Earl of Silverstone's family would be nothing short of total annihilation.

Even if they won, it would still be inevitable-confiscation of titles, house arrest, or even exile would follow.

Evelyn nearly fainted upon hearing this. Once she regained her composure, her eyes, filled with expectation, turned to Zoey, waiting for her to speak.

In the past, no matter the situation, it was Zoey who had always found a way forward.

Now, Evelyn continued to place her hopes on Zoey.

But this time, all Zoey offered was silence an endless quiet that gave nothing away. There was no shock or surprise in her face, as if she had anticipated this outcome from the start.

Evelyn's voice trembled. "Is there no way out? You're so familiar with the Hell Monarch's princess consort -go to her! Maybe there's still a chance!"

Zoey shook her head and calmly said, "There's nothing to be done. Whatever is coming, we must face it." "How can there be nothing to be done?" Evelyn's heart raced with fear. "How can you say that without even asking? Go quickly and ask her!"

"Mom, Zoey's right. It's useless to ask anyone now. Our family... It's

moment. "Oliver has been stationed at the Southern Frontier for so long.

"None," Zoey said flatly.

clearly on the brink of collapse, and thought of her children. Her

Frontier. In fact, his life was easier there than in the capital. We do have one path left. If he's

Zoey in disbelief, as though she couldn't comprehend the words. "What did you say?

the room at the faces filled with

She returned after her divorce-she's a member of the Earl of Silverstone's family. We should inform her, or else she may

gently squeezed Luna's hand, his voice soft.

"Someone, think of a way! In the past, you all knew powerful people. Go and ask

had she spoken, hurried, disordered footsteps echoed from outside. Servants rushed in, calling urgently, "Madam Zoey, Mr. Caspian! The Royal Citadel's governor has arrived with his

she slid off

face as she

the main hall

tightly, feeling both anger and sorrow.

it would be this-Oliver fleeing the battlefield just

efforts had been