Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 518

Violet looked at Carissa, and asked, "If they're not targeting Aurora, could they be targeting you and the marshal's household?"

"I don't know," Carissa admitted.

She hadn't been able to analyze it yet. After all, she only knew that a few individuals with a heavy aura of bloodlust had entered the capital, and there was no other information.

"I need to have Rod strengthen the defenses of the estate. Tomorrow, I'll take Ryan to the academy and have Rod station people outside for a few days until those individuals leave."

No matter what, caution was paramount. With Rafael and Jacob not in the estate, it was better to take extra precautions rather than rely on luck.

That day, Travis began setting up defenses. With five hundred soldiers stationed in Hell Monarch Estate under the king's nose, Salvador might feel some trepidation. However, their actual utility was significant.

Setting up the defense was quite straightforward. They worked in three-hour shifts, and there were more than enough people for the job.

Since there was no curfew in the capital at night, Travis personally took charge at night, given that nighttime was often when crimes occurred. The likelihood of several people storming the estate in broad daylight was quite low.

Early the next morning, Carissa and Violet took Ryan out after the carriage was ready. It was Ryan's first day at the academy. Though he claimed not to be nervous, a hint of anxiety was evident on his face.

Ryan was dressed in a blue outfit, with his hair styled and secured with a blue silk ribbon, presenting a clean and somewhat scholarly appearance.

Frederick had chosen Ryan's study partner, who was the grandson of Frederick's cousin. Born on New Year's Eve, he was named Evan and was the same age as Ryan.

Evan carried a book bag containing ink, brushes, and paper.

Ryan's gait was slightly awkward, but he wasn't worried about being mocked. He had endured scorn and abuse in his days as a beggar, which had made him emotionally resilient.

Violet glanced at the overcast sky and said, "It looks like it's going to rain. We need to hurry, or we'll be stuck in a traffic jam at the academy."