Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 745

Rafael and the scribe walked in from behind the partition screen. The prince first embraced Carissa before instructing someone to take Florence away.

Carissa remained composed and calmly instructed, "Go to the apple tree and find that box. She noted down the origins of those women."

"Understood!"

The scribe left to carry out the task.

As Carissa leaned against Rafael, it felt as if her heart and throat had clogged up, leaving her with an indescribable discomfort.

"Let's not dig any deeper," Rafael said, concern etched on his face. "Don't hold onto what she said. Your dad is blameless. It was Aunt Eleanor's own obsession that harmed both herself and others."

Carissa's face had turned pale, and it took a while for her to finally find her voice again.

"I'm fine. I can continue the interrogation. Once Florence is better, I'll question her again. At least we now know the origins of those women. We can send someone to inform their families. There's no need for them to keep searching or live in fear every day like Jacob's family, wondering if their loved ones are still out there. They will know those women are dead now…"

Carissa's legs felt weak at the thought.

Once a person was gone, everything was lost. The pain of losing a loved one was no better than the agony of waiting in uncertainty.

Taking a deep breath, she steadied herself and added, "Moreover, from what Florence said, we know that Grand Princess Eleanor hates King Augustus. King Sigmund was King Augustus' most favored son, which suggests she might be seeking revenge. It's likely that she and Prince Yuvan were plotting treason even while King Sigmund was still alive… At least now we understand her motive for rebellion."

Rafael nodded, still holding her close. "Yes, uncovering this information is invaluable to us. We won't need to question her further."

He had observed everything from behind the partition screen—Carissa's discomfort and her tightly clenched fists at her sides. In her heart, Hector was a towering hero. Yet, he had been drawn into the tangled web of Eleanor's passions and vendettas. After sacrificing so much for years, Hector continued to be blamed, and Carissa's anger and pain were palpable.