Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair)

Chapter 908

In the capital, Claire received a message via pigeon from Victory Pass. Without reading it, she immediately passed it to Violet, who would be able to take it directly to Carissa.

Understanding the gravity of the message, Violet opened it without hesitation. After reading it, she immediately mounted her horse and rode straight to the Capital Guard headquarters. During this time, Carissa should be there.

It was completely normal for Violet to come and go from the Capital Guard headquarters. She was now a special martial arts instructor, and Salvador, knowing her exceptional skills and that she had no interest in becoming an official, had deemed her the best person to train the Mystic Army in martial arts.

Though the Crown Guard had become independent, martial arts training still fell under the jurisdiction of the Capital Guard headquarters, which was why they came to Violet.

Upon reading the message, Carissa let out a heavy sigh. This was the last thing that should have happened.

On a smaller scale, one could say that Dylan spoke out of turn and said something careless. A reprimand or perhaps twenty lashes would be enough to resolve it.

But on a larger scale, this was a disaster. The words could be interpreted as the Victory Pass generals collectively agreeing that Salvador was to blame for the massacre at Fawnrun City.

Salvador had always focused on the accomplishments he had made after his ascension. Redrawing the borderline at Victory Pass was considered one of his greatest achievements, as was the reclamation of the Southern Frontier.

But if someone were to say that the slaughter of Fawnrun City civilians was his responsibility, he would not hesitate to execute many just to prove to the world that he had been furious about the massacre.

Moreover, the king shouldn't be held responsible for the matter at all.

"What do we do now? Jacob and Kyle aren't in the estate, and His Highness is at the Supreme Court. I had no choice but to come to you,' Violet said.

She knew all too well how dangerous those words were. Not only the current king, but even the previous king, who was usually more forgiving, would find it impossible to tolerate such an accusation.

After all, Salvador had sent reinforcements to Victory Pass, and those troops had been dispatched under Dominic's orders. If Salvador were to take responsibility for this, would that mean every failure on the battlefield would also be his fault?

If anyone were to take the blame, it would be Barrett, without question.

Carissa held onto the note, then lit a lamp to burn it. Nothing could leak out before Kevin returned to the capital.

Carissa collected herself and spoke with calm precision, "Ask Lord Edwin for help. When Kevin gets back to the capital, stop him. See if Lord Edwin can convince him. If Lord Edwin can get him to hold off on reporting, it will be fine. But if Lord Edwin can't persuade him, General Dylan's life will be in danger, and my grandpa will have one more crime to answer for."

"Are you going, or should His Highness go?" Violet asked, agreeing with the plan.

Edwin would likely help out given his ties to Lawrence, but the real question was whether he could persuade Kevin. Carissa paused for a moment.

"Whether Lord Edwin can convince Kevin is still uncertain," she said. "If he can't, those words will eventually reach His Majesty. But recently, every time Raf and I visit any noble house, someone has been reporting to the king. When Kevin returns to report, the king will know that we knew about it in advance."

"You're right. Being cautious in everything is never wrong," Violet replied thoughtfully.

She had become much more grounded lately, learning to pay attention to details. As Jacob often said, sometimes

it was the smallest details that determined success or failure.

"So, who should we send? We can't let others know about this."

Carissa thought for a moment before deciding, "Sebastian."

Lawrence still needed to recover from his illness. Sebastian had saved his life, so ever since his return to the capital, Sebastian had continued treating him.

Though Lawrence had been granted the title of Earl of Dunewind, he still lived at Elderglen Estate. If they informed Lawrence about the situation, he would not sit idly by.

"I'll go to Arcane Sanctum to get my wrist treated. It's sore from all the sparring I've been doing lately," Violet said decisively.

With that, she was already on her way.

That night, Sebastian arrived at Elderglen Estate with his medical kit. When Edwin and Lawrence heard the news, their expressions immediately darkened.

Lawrence was the first to respond, "Dad, we can't let Kevin report this to the king."

Edwin not only understood the importance of returning favors, but he also knew that Dominic had been unfairly wronged in this case. If those words reached Salvador, it would be a death sentence without question.

"Don't worry," Edwin said, his voice low but firm.

It was only two words, but they carried the weight of a thousand decisions.

Sebastian bowed his head in gratitude. "I am deeply grateful."

He knew this wasn't easy for Edwin. If Edwin couldn't stop Kevin, the Marquis of Elderglen's family would be dragged into the mess as well once Kevin reported it to the king.