Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 652

Jacob understood the difficulty of the situation. After a moment's thought, he suggested, "How about this? I'll sketch a rough outline, and you can fill in the details with my descriptions."

Kyle regarded him, and asked, "You don't remember what she looks like, right?"

Jacob's expression twisted with pain. "I always thought I would remember her forever, but when I try to recall her face now, all I can see are flashes of her smile and her running toward me and calling out to me. But her actual features? No matter how hard I try, I can't conjure up a clear image."

"Then you won't be able to draw it yourself," Kyle said as he shook his head. "Don't beat yourself up over it. It's been over a decade. Forgetting is quite normal, especially with painful memories. Our minds tend to protect us from hurt. Remembering her brings you pain, so you'll slowly forget those memories."

Kyle patted Jacob's shoulder.

"But if she were to stand before you again, you would recognize her instantly. People grow and change, especially girls. It's not a big deal. Just describe however much you remember. Focus on her basic shape and outline, which are the most important. Also, any distinct facial features, like whether she has moles, birthmarks, or if her eyebrows had any particular shape. You should also tell me if she was slim or plump."

Jacob turned to Rafael and Carissa. "You two should go out. You're both on leave today, so you should go and do what you feel like doing."

Rafael immediately took Carissa's hand and stood up, pulling her toward the door. "Let's go to Richspire Peak."

Carissa looked up at the gloomy sky. "But it looks like it's going to rain."

Rafael was annoyed. If it rained, they wouldn't be able to see the golden sun rays on Richspire Peak. He had been planning this for so long, and now, it seemed it might fall through again.

"Why don't we visit Leona instead?" Carissa suggested. "Rainy days tend to be a bit dreary. We can even liven things up a bit. Let's bring Mother along, and send someone to get Kiera. What do you think?"

Seeing the excitement in her eyes, Rafael stifled his impulse to complain about bringing Helen along. "Okay. As long as it makes you happy."