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."

everything we can to bring

a packet of medicine, placing it

outside world. Focus on protecting yourself. My senior guild member has

Prince, and Isaac is working on your behalf in secret. The medicine and food you gave out before have had a great effect, and now many

down her face in

few days, her heart felt like it was being consumed by fire. Zoey hated Oliver with

tear him apart. The hatred threatened to swallow her sanity,

post and shaking the morale of the army was far too serious. However,

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

Cedric?" Zoey wiped away her

not worry." Carissa reached out and gently adjusted Zoey's disheveled hair. She felt something crawling on the back

with them-rats, lice, and woodlice, all a misery

noticed Zoey's neck and hands were covered in red, swollen bumps. They were clearly from bites,

other food or clothes, only medicine for survival during crucial times. I also have a few bottles of ointment that you can apply to the areas where you've

Zoey's voice 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 filthy, but the meals are served