Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1602

The orchids of Meadow Ridge had bloomed and faded.

I couldn't help feeling somewhat resentful toward Cari. Did going home mean she had to abandon us too? Were all those years of friendship and shared memories worth nothing in the end?

Thia also called Cari heartless. It was fine that she had left, but why hadn't she sent even a single letter?

Gradually, we stopped speaking of her altogether. It was as if by not mentioning her, we were punishing her in some way.

We had made a pact. When Cari returned to Meadow Ridge, none of us would visit her. We wouldn't speak to her, and even if she sent a letter, we wouldn't read

it.

Days passed, and our martial arts skills grew stronger. It seemed we had all agreed that so long as we didn't die, we would practice until we could do no more.

Though we didn't speak of it, I knew that deep down, we all thought the same. Cari was no longer Cari. Isaac had told us that after Sage Everett sent her down the mountain, she hadn't smiled once. She always seemed lost in thought, troubled, and full of worry.

We didn't know what had happened to her. All we could do was continue our training, waiting for the moment when she would need us. When the time came, we would be ready, like drawn swords.

Then, at long last, her letter arrived.

It was not addressed to the Pathfinders Guild. It was for me, Thia, Bun, and Rod. In her letter, she asked us to come to the Southern Frontier to find her, though she didn't explain why.

it arrived, we wasted no time. We packed our things, mounted our horses, and left the mountain

former lively spark; she now seemed like something left to soak in a jar of stale brine. Not quite

and steadiness, but not a trace of

felt some happiness, but that fleeting light

what had happened during her time away. We then learned that most of what Isaac had told us was indeed true. We

the battlefield gave us no room

up my mind to stay by her side. I would accompany

martial arts world should avoid mingling with noble families, that was nonsense. When had I ever followed the rules so strictly?

regretful I was for not going down

capital after accomplishing our mission, but the military achievements didn't cloud my mind. The Spencer family didn't serve in court, and I had no interest

reason, but deep down, I knew he thought much like I did. He couldn't bear the

full of

stay. They were the backbone of their guild, and had

Sage Isolde, though stern in words, was soft-hearted and fully supported his decision to stay and

for me, my mentor couldn't stop me. Whenever I made up my

use his authority, but would always yield to

To be honest

when I saw Barrett