Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair)
Chapter 835

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tonight, I teach ner a proper lesson and see if she dares to act out again.”

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“She’l definitey return Didn’t you see how she looked when I mentioned divorce? She was completely weeecca sad confidently

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Omers were we crickers whose wings had been clipped, unable to fly away for life, like Aurora And some were born without wings or even without proper legs, unable to fly or walk far, like Amelia.

if Rebecca couldnt control the first two types she certainly wouldn’t struggle with the last. She had no

At Northwaton Estate, the gatekeeper swung open the front gate early in the morning and was startled to replace a woman curled up next to the stone lion. Wrapped in a blue cloak, she was shivering from the cold.

From the way she was dressed, she didn’t appear to be an ordinary commoner.

“Excuse me, ma am, who are you? What are you doing here? the gatekeeper asked.

The woman pulled down her collar slightly, revealing her face.

The gatekeeper blinked in surprise. “Wait Aren’t you Madam Amelia? Why are you here? Are you looking for our mistress? She’s at Hell Monarch Estate”

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t was indeed Amelia

She had left Valor Estate in the early hours of the morning but had no idea where to go. All she could think about when she left was her desperate desire to escape that place, even if it meant dying outside rather than within its walls.

As she wandered aimlessly, she found herself standing at the gates of Northwatch Estate. She knew Carissa wouldn’t be there, but somehow, it felt right to come. Perhaps Carissa was the only person in this city who had ever offered her warmth.

Leaning against the stone lion for support, Amelia stood up as she shook her head. Her lips were turning purple from the cold, and her voice trembled as she spoke, “N–no… I’m not looking for her. I just I was just tired and needed to sit for a moment… I’ll be going now.”

With that, she wrapped her cloak tighter around herself and turned to leave.

Finding her behavior strange, the gatekeeper hurried inside to inform the steward, Frederick, who rushed out upon hearing the news. But by the time he got to the entrance, she had vanished. Though Frederick held a grudge against the Warren family, he recognized that while Amelia might be foolish, she wasn’t malicious.

“Was she already freezing when you found her?” he asked the gatekeeper.

“Yes, sir. She must have been sitting there for quite some time. It looked like even standing up was a struggle for her, and her lips were purple. I think she must have arrived in the middle of the night.”

Frederick pondered for a moment before saying. “In the middle of the night? The troubles of the Warren family aren’t our concern, but if she came here at such an hour and something happened, it could easily land us in trouble. I need to go to Hell Monarch Estate and inform Lady Carissa.”