Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 1448

That night, before leaving the Arcane Sanctum with Rowan and his medicine chest in tow, Sebastian informed the night physician on duty that he was heading out to treat Carissa's leg injury.

The carriage rolled to a stop outside Hell Monarch Estate. Sebastian stormed inside, his expression thunderous. When the others emerged, he cast a glance at Carissa but held back his anger. Instead, he directed it at Jacob.

"If you're going to use me as a cover, at least have the decency to warn me first," he snapped. "I nearly let something slip in front of Lord Wright."

With Sebastian's temper exploding, the others finally recall what had happened.

Jacob hastily apologized. "Did Lord Wright question you?"

"He's fallen ill, and High Princess Meredith summoned me to treat him. He wept like a child and kept asking if there was a way to cure the king. At first, he didn't even say what the illness was—left me grasping in the dark," Sebastian replied curtly.

He let out a sharp huff after he finished speaking.

"You didn't give anything away, did you?" Carissa asked quickly.

Irvin's resolve to make an Oathbound Plea had alarmed them all. He was the kind of person who couldn't tolerate even the slightest flaw. But now, he thought he had misunderstood the king and pushed him to the point of vomiting blood. From here on, he would likely live with endless guilt.

It was a delicate balance. Telling him the truth was out of the question. Yet, leaving him in the dark was just as dangerous.

Sebastian scoffed. "Do you take me for a fool? How could I give anything away? This concerns His Majesty's health—I hardly need to spell it out for him. I told him to stop asking, and that was that." He brushed off his cloak with an air of finality.

"My apologies for putting you in a difficult position," Carissa said.

Sebastian glanced at her. How could he bear to blame her?

After returning from Irvin's residence, Sebastian had taken the time to understand the full scope of the recent events. Only then did he realize how grave the situation had become.

"So it truly is lung disease?" he asked.

"We only have Mr. Walker's word for it," Carissa said, her expression heavy. "The exact details remain unknown."

Sebastian exhaled slowly. "I came tonight to ask—what do you all plan to do next?"

Carissa knew Sebastian was concerned about the Hell Monarch's household getting entangled in the political storm. She said calmly, "Since I'm still recovering, I'll focus on that for now and leave everything else alone."

But that wasn't what Sebastian meant.

He looked at her steadily. "Do you intend to stay uninvolved forever, or just for the time being?"