Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1314

It had been six days since the Earl of Silverstone's family was imprisoned, and not a single tear had fallen from Zoey's eyes.

But now, in Carissa's presence, her eyes suddenly reddened. She quickly turned her head, her voice breaking as she whispered, "Thank you, Your Grace, for visiting a prisoner like me."

Carissa looked at Zoey, who was dressed in coarse prison garb, her disheveled hair concealing a face grimy with dirt. The dignified and graceful woman she once was seemed barely recognizable.

"You have suffered, Madam Zoey," Carissa said softly.

Zoey quickly masked her sorrow and replied, "I'm not concerned for myself, but I fear for the children.

Your Grace, what does His Majesty intend to do with us? Will we be executed?"

Carissa gently pulled her into a seat. "If His Majesty sought to execute you out of anger, he would have done so by now. He means to use you to draw Mr. Prince back. If he surrenders, your punishment will be lightened."

Zoey shook her head. "Impossible. He will never surrender."

we're doing everything we can

and pulled out a packet of medicine, placing it

world. Focus on protecting

on your behalf in secret. The medicine and food you gave out before have

face in a torrent. "Thank

felt like it was being consumed by fire. Zoey hated Oliver with every

than to tear him apart. The hatred threatened to swallow

was far too serious. However, hearing that Carissa and others

said, tucking away the remaining packet. "I hope you won't need them. I'll send this batch to Cedric and the others. Don't worry. Deputy Commander Kimber won't be too harsh with you. Just remember-stay calm, avoid making a scene, and don't speak with defiance

and Cedric?" Zoey wiped away her tears, her

worry." Carissa reached out and gently adjusted Zoey's disheveled hair.

was crawling with them-rats, lice, and woodlice, all a misery to

closer, Carissa noticed Zoey's neck and hands were covered in red, swollen bumps. They were clearly from bites, and the sight of them

during crucial times. I also have a few bottles of

trembled with gratitude. Her greatest fear had been the illness that often plagued the prisoners, but with the medicine, she felt a bit more at ease. "As for food and clothing, there's no need to trouble yourself. The prison may be damp and