Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1605

I watched as Stephen continued to speak such cruel, cutting words. It was as though he was trying to push Rhea to take her own life, so he wouldn't need to do the deed himself.

"Your whole family is dead, and here you are, still alive, half-mad and useless. You're a disgrace, just like everyone else in your family. You dared to mock me for failing the examination? All of you deserve to die. Do you see that rope in the woodshed? Hang yourself with it. That way, you'll be reunited with your family.

"If you stay alive, they'll be trapped in the deepest hell. They'll burn every day, as well as have their tongues torn out and their hearts gouged. This is your punishment. This is the heavens' justice. Your whole family was wicked-always spreading lies and stirring up trouble. This is the price you pay. Evil people don't deserve to live."

The more I listened, the more furious I became. The one who had done evil was him, yet here he was, twisting words and pretending he was the righteous one.

Rhea was already half-mad. If he kept provoking her like that, it was possible she might truly take her own life.

I flung open my door and rushed out. Our rooms were right next to each other, so by the time I reached Rhea's, Stephen had not yet reacted and still had his hand pressed over her mouth. When he saw me, there was panic in his eyes. He let go of her at once.

Rhea had tears streaming down her face from fear, but she didn't scream. She didn't even make a sound.

I looked Stephen straight in the eye. "You're the one who killed her family."

There was a flicker of alarm in his expression, but he quickly arranged his face into one of innocence. "Who are you? What nonsense are you spouting? My mother was simply worried about Rhea and asked me to check on her."

"Drop the act. I heard everything. You were trying to coax her into killing herself," I said coldly.

Stephen was clever, too clever. He pretended to be shocked and said, "That's nonsense! My family has always taken care of her. Why would we wish her harm? And who are you, to make such wild accusations?

When did I ever say I killed her family? Did anyone else hear it? Do you have evidence? Our families have always been close-why would I harm them? And what about

face, I was so angry that I

parents, my brother, and my little sister. It was you!" Rhea

not the killer. I

I meant!" Rhea sobbed,

you meant. You're ungrateful. My mother treats you

was you... It was you..." Rhea

eyes, I saw something I

I felt certain he was the murderer. He could deny it now all he liked and it wouldn't matter.

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the back of the the back of the

word,

coldly, watching over

emptiness in her

clarity, I gently asked, "He's the one

hatred in her

family?" I asked, my tone softening. "How

her head violently, her voice trembling. "I don't know... I

her eyes

face tight with