Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1347

Cynthia suggested testing the waters, but Violet immediately shook her head.

"Don't try it. Pretend you don't know anything. We leave at dawn, and then we'll tell Cari and Jacob." However, a thought suddenly crossed Bun's mind. "But can we really leave?"

Cynthia blinked, surprised. "You mean he won't let us go? He's going to keep us here? But Prince Hayden said we could leave."

"Why did Prince Hayden call for Vivi, then? Have you thought about that?" Bun asked.

Violet paced back and forth, feeling a bit uneasy. She had discussed this issue with Carissa before. It clearly wasn't about asking for help. Could it be a hostage situation?

It didn't seem like that, either. Instead, it felt more like someone was deliberately trying to reveal a flaw for them to notice.

"Is it possible that Prince Hayden and Gordon aren't on the same side?" Violet murmured, recalling the strange dynamics during their stay at Willowbrook Estate. Gordon had been everywhere, yet he never felt quite present. He was always in the background and always unnoticed.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a small but persistent idea, one she dared not voice aloud: Could Gordon be using a disguise? Could he actually be Nicholas?

"Let's not talk about it anymore. We'll sleep on it," Violet decided.

Speaking her suspicions out loud didn't feel right-if Gordon's martial arts were really that advanced, they had no idea if the three of them together could even stand a chance.

her arm with Bun's while pulling

way back to the room. Bun set up his

Bun volunteered,

"If we're in danger,

"Curfew," Bun replied simply.

alarming them,"

considered this and nodded. "Both reasons make

Hayden did something unusual-he didn't retire early. Instead, he stayed in his study, sitting in silence. He had Chaya fetch him a tobacco pipe. Lighting it, he took a slow draw, the faint curls of smoke rising in the

with smoke. Chaya hesitated

amusement in his eyes.

don't have many days left to live anyway. Might as well

will only lead to your death." Chaya lowered her gaze, tidied up

has ever cared for me in this life. You treat me like a granddaughter, and that more kindness than I've ever known, Your Highness. Even if I end up in the underworld, at least there's someone

"I could leave you with

doesn't work, you could always go

won't go anywhere,"

sitting uncomfortable. "I'll enjoy whatever little comfort I can while I'm

glancing at the shadows that loomed outside the door. The figure had been standing there for quite