Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137 

As spring arrived and the ice and snow melted away, the soldiers stationed in Simonton City prepared to return to the capital. Violet and the others were torn between whether to go back to the capital with them or return to Meadow Ridge. 

“Meadow Ridge will always be there, but a triumphant return 

happens only once in a lifetime. We should go back and receive the people’s praise,” Travis said. 

They didn’t have grand ambitions; their greatest aspiration was to perfect their martial arts skills. They didn’t seek to be invincible, only to be able to defeat any opponent they faced. 

Suddenly hailed as heroes of the Southern Frontier, they found the new height of their status a bit overwhelming. 

With Aurora’s injuries nearly healed, it was time for her to face her punishment. 

During her time at the Southern Frontier, her relationship with Barrett had been in a peculiar state. Her husband seemed to constantly avoid her, yet would still assist her when necessary. 

For instance, when she was to be punished, Barrett pleaded with Rafael on her behalf, only to be ignored. After failing with the marshal, he turned to Carissa, hoping she might intercede on Aurora’s behalf. 

“I know it’s presumptuous,” Barrett began, “but we’re about to return to the capital. If she endures this punishment now, she won’t be able to withstand the hardships of the journey. All mistakes are mine, I have wronged you…” 

Carissa cut him off coldly, “If you know it’s presumptuous and 

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acknowledge your fault, then how do you have the nerve to ask me to intercede for her? And don’t you know that my entire family was slaughtered because of her? I’m the one who most wishes for her death. Yet, you come to me to plead on her behalf? Are you sure there’s nothing wrong with your brain?” 

Her words left Barrett speechless. 

He stood there, dumbfounded, staring at the cold–faced woman before him. In his mind, he saw the face he had glimpsed on their wedding night–radiant and vibrant under the ca. dlelight. His heart ached with bitterness. 

“I know I was wrong. I’ve failed you, but I can’t fail her as well,” he said. 

Carissa found the situation laughable. 

“If that’s the case, why don’t you take the punishment for her? It’s only natural for a husband to take responsibility for his wife.” 

Uninterested in witnessing his display of guilt and emotion, Carissa turned and left, heading to Rafael’s tent to request an audience. 

Rafael was engrossed in carving something, which he immediately covered with a silk cloth upon hearing Carissa’s request. 

“Let her in.” 

Dylan hesitated for a moment before saying, “I just saw General Warren speaking to General Sinclair. I’m afraid she might be here to plead for Aurora.” 

Rafael glanced at him dismissively. “Do you think General Sinclair would plead for General Yates?” 

Dylan shrugged, his youthful face displaying a naivety about love.” Maybe she thinks this is a way to win Barrett back?” 

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Rafael paused, then beckoned Dylan closer. “Come here.” 

When Dylan stepped forward, Rafael smiled faintly, continuing to gesture. “Come closer, squat down. I see something on your face.” 

Dylan touched his face, finding nothing but still crouched down. “It’s been a while since I washed my face…”