Все главы Her Graceful War Song: Глава 1101 - Глава 1110

The sound of a donkey's bell rang out along the main road, clinking in the night. The man had a blade of grass in his mouth, humming a tune.He loved traveling at night.There was something about the darkness that felt mysterious, as if anything could happen in the blackness. It was a thrill that couldn't be matched.It would be perfect to run into a few strange creatures—maybe sit down with them for a drink. His flask was filled with Everett's wine. To steal some, he couldn't even ride his horse. He had to borrow one from the Lunar Guild.But how could the Lunar Guild have a horse? The guildmaster had hesitated for a long time, then reluctantly led out a donkey. She warned him repeatedly to walk with it instead of riding, saying that the old donkey couldn't carry his weight and might collapse from the strain. It could carry his things, though.It was ridiculous. If he was going to walk down the mountain, he might as well carry his things himself and not bother with the donkey.B

Isaac didn't bother to count the enemy's numbers. "How many of you are there?" he asked."It's just me and Iris. She's over there." Claire pointed across the road to a patch of dense trees where a figure was slowly making her way toward the convoy."We're dead meat," Isaac muttered, his face darkening. "You two and me—three against over a hundred, plus the suicide soldiers." He ran a hand through his hair, frustrated. How had everything gone so wrong so quickly after he descended the mountain?His handsome face furrowed in concentration as he quickly ran through possible plans in his mind. Okay, the chances of success were zero—but he couldn't just stand by and do nothing.Violet had already been dragged into the tent. She seemed drugged, her body limp, and the only sign of resistance she had left was the curse she muttered earlier. After that, she had gone completely silent.The men moved out of the tent, and Yuvan entered. Isaac felt his blood rush to his head.Earlier, h

Wayne felt a headache coming on. His thoughts clouded with irritation at Yuvan's blind obsession.Wayne had thought this matter was nearly settled. He had expected a smooth departure from the capital, only to have Yuvan insist on a new arrangement. Yuvan even sent some of the suicide soldiers to carry out this task when they were supposed to remain in the city. What was more, Violet's involvement had completely shattered their plans.A flicker of anger crossed Wayne's gaze. If Carissa had been eliminated that night and buried quietly, no one would've known. As luck would have it, she had escaped and was now holding Yuvan hostage. This was not something easily dealt with.Fortunately, Wayne had already anticipated such a situation and had taken precautions in advance. He was prepared for what would come after the task was completed, and to smooth things over with the Spencer family.But now… No matter how this played out, it would cause a significant rift with the Spencers and m

Wayne, seeing an opportunity, quickly spoke up, "Prince Yuvan is injured. If we don't stop the bleeding soon, he may be in grave danger. Lady Carissa, please release him so the physician can tend to the wound."His eyes were on Carissa, waiting for her to loosen her grip. The moment she did, he would signal the suicide soldiers to attack. He needed to act fast before reinforcements arrived. The plan was simple—kill them all and escape quickly.But Carissa still held Yuvan's throat, though she had loosened her grip just enough to allow him to breathe. "It's just a minor wound. As long as the dagger stays in place, it won't be fatal."Yuvan gasped for air, the pain in his abdomen sending tremors through his body. This woman had no hesitation or mercy—she was ruthless. He struggled to stay upright, his body swaying as if it would collapse at any moment.Carissa's voice was cold and steady as she said, "Your Highness, you might want to stay steady. With a slight movement, the dagger wi

Fiona's hair was a tangled mess, her cheek swelling from the force of the slap. The blow sent her tumbling backward, and she crashed into Yuvan. He winced in pain, gasping for breath.Violet's fury was barely contained, and she didn't hesitate for a moment. She turned and marched toward Molly, her steps swift and determined."Violet, what do you think you're doing?" Molly shrieked in terror, stumbling back. "I'm your cousin! I would never harm you—ah!"Before Molly could protest further, Violet grabbed a fistful of her hair, lifting her off the ground and slamming her into a tree. Molly's entire body seemed to crack with the impact; she collapsed, gasping in pain as tears streamed down her face."The last thing you said to me was that the scent on your body was the poison you used against me," Violet hissed, her eyes flashing with murderous intent. "Molly Spencer, what do you gain by helping that vile man? Did you think you could keep the title of princess consort after this? You'r