Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair)
Chapter 775

Chapter 775

G+2 BORUS

Rafael agreed with Carissa’s approach. After all, these were innocent people caught in the crossfire.

From the moment they were born, the daughters of Henry’s concubines had been destined to be used.

That alone demonstrated that Eleanor had harbored trensonous thoughts for many years. If Eleanor claimed Rafael was the mastermind behind the rebellich, Salvador wouldn’t believe it, nor would the officials or the common people.

“If we’re going to protect them, we need to keep a close watch on them. Some of then have spent many years in noble households and know each of those familles‘ weaknesses. We can’t allow them to be exploited again.” Rafael said.

“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing,” Carissa replied confidently.

The royal edict was delivered to Ironridge Estate, stripping Jessica of her title, reclaiming her lands, and removing her from the ranks of the inner court. Jessica was condemned to a life as a commoner, without the possibility of regaining her title. This meant that even if it was eventually confirmed that she hadn’t been involved in anyone’s death, Leopold could not request a title for her.

If it was discovered that she had committed murder of had incited others to do so, she would face legal repercussions according to the law.

Derek was the one tasked with delivering the royal edict to Ironridge Estate. When he arrived and made the announcement, Jessica flew into a frenzy.

She lunged at him as she shouted, “You might as well just kill me!”

• The royal guards blocked her path and kicked her away, sending her sprawling to the ground, blood spilling from her mouth:

Margaret didn’t immediately cast Jessica out. Instead, she chose to investigate the matter internally, confining Jessica under house arrest until the inquiry was complete.

But the outcome was already decided. Given that Jessica had nearly caused Leopold’s death, there was no way anyone in the Marquis of Ironridge’s household would tolerate her.

The next day, Carissa arrived at Oakspire Estate with Michael in tow.

Norman had previously cursed Carissa, accusing her of disregarding the royal family’s dignity by bringing the Capital Guard to Edgeview Estate without evidence. Norman was known for his upright character, and he had a notoriously explosive temper. Even in his old age, he would roar like a thunderstorm whenever he encountered something he deemed unjust.

He had once declared that if Carissa dared to bring the Capital Guard to Oakspire Estate, she would be allowed to enter but not to leave. However, after waiting several days and seeing that she hadn’t shown

he assumed she was wary of the estate and would stay away.

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Then, today, just past seven in the morning, he received word that the commander of the Mystic Army had arrived.

He immediately ordered, “Don’t let her in.”

In his youth, Norman had once led troops to the Southern Frontier, hoping to drive out the people from Sandorin. Unfortunately, he had failed to accomplish that mission before his retirement Throughout his life, he had amassed a formidable record in battle, but the repeated defeats he suffered at the Southern Frontier were a source of immense embarrassment for him.

As a fellow military man, he naturally respected Hector but grudges were clear–cut. Hector was one thing, and Carissa was another. Even if Carissa had participated in the campaigns to reclaim the Southern Frontier, he didn’t believe a woman possessed such strength

The real hero was the Hell Monarch, Rafael.

While Norman admired Rafael, the same rule applied–Rafael was Rafael, and Carissa was Carissa. Even as a couple, they couldn’t be lumped together.

The heavy doors stayed shut, and Carissa exchanged a glance with Michael. They were both mentally prepared for this closed–door reception.

They knew the Duke of Oakspire’s family and the Quinton family were formidable adversaries, which was why they had saved this visit for last.

“We can’t get in, and it’s not like we can just crash through the door,” Michael said, looking a bit troubled. This was a duke’s residence, after all. Even though they were here on official business, they were merely seeking information. So, the people in the household should be treated with due respect. Otherwise, if Norman complained, Salvador would likely placate him at the expense of the Capital Guard.

“Let’s wait. I’ll knock every once in a while. If the door remains shut after an hour, I’ll go in myself,” Carissa said resolutely.

“That’s not advisable. It’s too dangerous for you to go in alone,” Michael quickly protested.

“Dangerous? Not really. I’ll just get yelled at, which is a given anyway.” Carissa shrugged. “It’s no big deal. I have a mouth too. If they yell at me, I’ll yell back. If they hit me, I’ll hit back.”

Michael smiled wryly.

If Carissa yelled back or fought back and angered Norman, wouldn’t that just escalate the situation? Wouldn’t Norman then bring this matter to Salvador’s attention?