Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 714

As Eleanor yanked Melanie's hair, she tumbled to the ground. Tears streamed down her face, but she dared not make a sound.

The capital guards following Eleanor were hesitant to intervene physically. They stood by and yelled, "Let go! Release her!"

With her wild hair obscuring half her face, Eleanor glared at them with a chilling ferocity. "Who do you think you are to order me around? Go ahead, touch me if you dare!"

Eleanor dragged Melanie by her hair and advanced on the capital guards, who dared not touch her. The men were forced to step back.

Natalie rose abruptly and strode over, raising her hand to deliver a sharp slap to Eleanor's face. "You think you can act however you want? How will you deal with me, you madwoman?"

"How dare you?!" Eleanor released Melanie and lunged toward Natalie.

The capital guards could no longer stand by idly. They hurriedly stepped in to block her path. Eleanor's lunge failed; in her frenzy, she clawed at a guard's face and left deep scratches.

The capital guard winced in pain. Seeing Eleanor's frantic behavior, he gritted his teeth, swept his leg out to trip her, then sidestepped. She stumbled forward, her forehead crashing heavily against the floor.

"Bring some ropes! If you're too scared to tie her up, I will!" commanded Natalie.

The capital guards rushed out to fetch the ropes. Once Natalie gave the order, they wasted no time restraining Eleanor against a nearby pillar.

A bruise was forming on her forehead. She thrashed like a wild animal, but the bonds were secure. No matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free.

She shot Natalie a venomous glare, her voice dripping with fury as she ranted, "You old hag! I am a grand princess! How dare you insult the royal family? Do you understand the grave crime you've committed? Do you think I won't get my father to execute your entire family?!"

"Eleanor, there's no need for you to put on an act. You've made your choices, and now, you must face the consequences. Even if you truly are mad, the law of the land will still deal with you," Natalie replied coolly.

"What act, you old crone? You venomous witch! You better kneel and bow your head, and I might just spare your life…" Eleanor rasped, her voice hoarse and jagged.