Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 751

Violet left, her heart heavy with both anger and sorrow.

Melanie and Carmen were just a reflection of the women harmed by Eleanor. They weren't the worst off. They were still alive and had been able to leave Harmony Palace.

Countless others had already turned to bones.

The hatred in Violet's heart would never ease unless Eleanor was torn to a thousand pieces.

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Meanwhile, Carissa remained at the Supreme Court. After Florence woke up and drank some soup, she was sent back to the interrogation room. Rafael insisted that further questioning was unnecessary, but Carissa had something to say.

They were in the same interrogation room as before, but the scribe was absent, and Rafael sat hidden behind the partition screen.

Carissa faced Florence, and the table stood between them.

Florence's face was pale, and there wasn't any light in her eyes. There was a wry smile on her lips as she sighed.

"What's the point of questioning me further? What else do you think I have to say? Do you want me to testify against Grand Princess Eleanor for treason? You don't need my testimony. You already have evidence from the dungeon. The things you found don't require any confessions, and His Majesty won't let her off the hook. Why put me through this? Why keep kicking me when I'm down? If she's truly guilty of heinous crimes, she will get her retribution."

Carissa countered, "What can her retribution erase? What can it bring back? The evil deeds she's done will always exist. The dead won't come back to life. You think she's pitiful, Florence, but she was only rejected by my dad. She still lived in incredible luxury. Some people yearn for things their entire lives, but she received what she wanted without effort. Others could have sacrificed everything and still not afford even a table in Harmony Palace.

"She was the favored daughter of King Augustus, and was blessed with boundless fortune and riches. Her life has been smooth sailing, and the only setback she faced was wanting someone she couldn't have. You say she loved my dad more than my mom did, but that's nonsense. It's just her self-pity for not getting what she wanted.