Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 707

When the clock struck eight, the assassins made their move.

A row of figures dressed in black silently descended upon Harmony Palace, swords at the ready. The priests were reciting their prayers in the main courtyard. By then, the noblewomen had finished burning their copies of the scriptures. Now, some were writing while others continued to chant prayers.

Suddenly, a piercing scream shattered the stillness of the night. The ladies fell silent, their voices abruptly cut off.

"Assassins!"

The cry sliced through the air like a dagger, echoing heavily in Eleanor's heart. She was right in the main courtyard, yet hadn't seen any attackers.

That meant the assassins must have infiltrated the inner and back courtyards of Harmony Palace.

As she prepared to rush outside, Rosalind stood up and seized her arm. "There are assassins out there, Grand Princess Eleanor! It's too dangerous!"

"Let go of me!" Eleanor spun around with a look fierce enough to shock everyone present.

Panic spread among the crowd, but the high priests and a few of the older noblewomen remained remarkably calm.

"The guards will handle the assassins, Grand Princess Eleanor. Do not put yourself at risk. We should continue with our prayers," Zane said steadily.

Eleanor turned to the Spirit Elder, who was seated on the platform. His head was lowered in a gesture of compassion and devotion, yet his eyes flickered with intensity.

Realization struck Eleanor as she heard guards rushing toward the back. Her heart lurched.

Carissa's plan wasn't on the fifteenth.

It was happening tonight!

She had deceived Henry and tricked Janice.

Carissa had sent those assassins. What was she planning? Was she going to storm the dungeons to rescue Carmen's mother?

In the darkness, two figures burst through the main door and shouted, "Help! Assassins! There are assassins!"

The noblewomen who had come as guests were alarmed by the commotion and thought the guards were losing the battle. In a panic, they attempted to flee. However, just as they stepped outside, an arrow whizzed through the air and struck the main door with a loud thud.

The women who had just darted out were so frightened that they nearly lost their wits. They scrambled back inside, some even crawling on the ground.

A few assassins had reached the front courtyard and were battling the household soldiers. But for the three assassins, fighting dozens of household soldiers was child's play. The household soldiers' swords barely grazed the assassins' clothing. The only sounds were the occasional clashing of blades. To anyone unaware, it would look like they were just fooling around.

The assassins weren't using lethal force. They mostly disarmed their opponents, then delivered swift kicks that sent the soldiers sprawling to the ground.

The main door swung open just then, and Michael led the capital guards inside. Tonight, Barrett happened to be on duty and had come along to assist. As soon as they entered, they saw the clash between the assassins and the guards.

Without hesitation, Michael drew his sword and charged in. The assassins were skilled, and the household soldiers struggled to land a blow even with the Capital Guard's support.

Cries of pain echoed from the back courtyard, prompting Michael to shout, "To the back! There are more assassins in the rear courtyard! Leave a few men here to protect the high priests and the noblewomen!"