Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 899

Carissa was still present. Viola, having been insulted, was naturally furious.

"You watch your mouth, Alistair!" she snapped. "Don't think you've become untouchable just because you're the commander of the Royal Guard. You're still being controlled by a woman, aren't you?"

She knew how proud and arrogant Alistair was, and she also knew that he had never gotten along with Carissa. She intended to provoke him by flaunting their discord and humiliating him in front of Carissa.

However, it was obvious Viola wasn't aware of the entire situation.

After Alistair became Violet's apprentice, he had witnessed his mentor's martial prowess firsthand. He had also listened to her talk several times about how she had been effortlessly defeated by Carissa when they were at Meadow Ridge, leaving her powerless to fight back. Having sparred with Carissa himself, Alistair understood just how laughable his past arrogance had been.

With a smug smile, he said sarcastically, "Oh, being commander of the Royal Guard is no small thing. If you think it's easy, then by all means, you try doing it. And don't talk about women not being fit for such positions—look at Commander Sinclair.

"She once controlled your husband, and now, she's my superior. I may not be as capable as her, and I acknowledge that. But do you? What's so shameful about being commanded by a woman? Who in their own home isn't controlled by their wife? On the other hand, what about you? Can you control Barrett?"

Viola's face turned red with anger.

Realizing she couldn't win this argument, she turned to Barrett, who still looked lost in thought, and shouted, "Why are you just standing there in a daze? He's accusing you! Don't you have anything to say for yourself?"

Barrett glanced at Carissa. "I..."

"May I ask you a few questions in private?" Carissa interrupted, her voice calm but firm.

Barrett nodded, his face pale. "Yes, let's go to the side hall."

"Alone?" Viola's tone grew sharp, sensing something was amiss. "What can't be said here? Is there something I can't hear?"