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

has been stationed at

"None," Zoey said flatly.

her mother-in-law, who was clearly on the brink of collapse, and thought of her children. Her throat tightened, and there was a bitter taste in her

capital. We do

Zoey in disbelief, as though she couldn't comprehend the words. "What did you say? Do you actually hope for his execution? He is

Zoey answered, looking around the room at the faces filled with panic.

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

his voice

"Someone, think of a way! In the past, you all

hurried, disordered footsteps echoed from outside. Servants rushed in, calling urgently, "Madam Zoey, Mr.

cutting through her as she slid off her chair. Caspian rushed to catch her, holding

as she wailed, "How could it come to this? How could

hall

anger and sorrow. Though she had

this-Oliver fleeing the battlefield just when the war

all her efforts had been in