Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1349

Hayden stood frozen, staring at the shards of his broken cup scattered on the floor. The pieces weren't particularly sharp, but they were enough to tear through skin, perhaps even slit a wrist.

Slowly, he bent down and picked up a fragment. His mind was lost in a haze of dark thoughts. Before he could move further, a hand gripped his wrist, pulling him back sharply.

"Be careful, Your Highness. You'll cut yourself."

The sudden pain in his wrist was sharp as the grip tightened. The shard was swiftly taken from his hand. The man who had appeared was dressed in black, his silhouette swallowed by the shadows, as if part of the darkness itself.

Hayden had no idea how many people like this were in his household. Everywhere he went, the sense of being watched clung to him.

These people were more than just skilled. Their martial arts were advanced, and their inner force was formidable. They wielded weapons and hidden blades with frightening precision. Even when Hayden was with Violet and the others, the pressure never let up.

He had hoped Violet and the others might sense the presence of these watchers, but it was hopeless. They were like ghosts-silent, invisible, and untouchable.

Yuvan's suicide soldiers were nothing compared to these people.

When the man released Hayden's wrist, Hayden could already see the dark bruises taking shape where the fingers had been. He was powerless, even when it came to his own death. Despair flooded through him as he sank to the floor.

The man in black showed no concern and disappeared into the darkness.

warmly. "While we were staying at the manor, the hardest work fell on you. You took care of everything-food, drinks...

smiled humbly. "Please don't mention it, Ms. Spencer. It's our duty. You should not

waved her hand casually, her smile bright. "No trouble at all! It'll be a pleasure.

smiling as he saw

to leave, she glanced back and saw Hayden standing in the morning light. He didn't have a smile on his face at first, but when she turned, he forced a

worn than usual, the signs of

of yourself, Your Highness. You should throw that pipe

impart some kind of message, but he knew the rules. Some things could be hinted at, but others

said, "Don't worry, Gordon

returned his smile, her eyes twinkling. "Good, then I

of them rode off,

spoke of which dish was the best, which flower bloomed the most beautifully, and how wonderful

a halt when they reached Hell Monarch Estate. They dismounted and handed their horses

alert. But this time, all three of

It was unsettling.

could see Carissa if they left early, but they learned that she had already left for the Capital Guard headquarters at

unsettling feeling about Gordon. They believed

turned to Bun