Her Graceful War Song

The next day, Benjamin went to Arcane Sanctum to pick up Amelia. However, the guards wouldn’t let him inside, so he ended up waiting outside for two hours.

In the back courtyard of Arcane Sanctum, Amelia quietly enjoyed a meal, slowly sipping a cup of coffee. She looked up at Ivy and said, “I haven’t had such a leisurely meal in a long time.”

Ivy replied, “If you want, you can have a leisurely meal tonight, or anytime in the future. No one here will

chase you away.”

Amelia stared at the dark liquid for a while before finally standing up and saying, “I’m going back with him.

Ivy furrowed her brow. “Have you thought this through? You need to be sure. If you go back now, they might not treat you well.”

“I have to return eventually,” Amelia said, her eyes slightly red but still managing a small smile. “Thank you, Ivy.”

“Why are you so polite? He’s waiting outside. Let me prepare some medicine for you to take home. Just wait a moment.”

“No need. I don’t need any medicine. I’m perfectly fine. Amelia walked toward the archway, but turned back to Ivy and flashed a smile. “My full name is Amelia Skye Morgan.”

Ivy paused for a moment. “Oh, Skye is a lovely name.”

“It is, but no one has called me that in a long time.”

“Why not? Doesn’t your husband call you that?”

Amelia’s smile took on a hint of bitterness. “He used to, but then he started calling me ‘hey‘.”

“Hey? What?” Ivy furrowed her brow. “Is that really how he calls you?”

“It’s fine,” Amelia said, bowing slightly to Ivy. She gazed at her a little longer before adding, “I’m leaving now. Please pass on my thanks to Carissa. I truly appreciate it.”

Ivy sensed something was off. “What’s wrong with you? You keep saying thank you.”

“It’s nothing. I just feel that since someone risked their life to save me, I have no regrets in this life.”

Amelia smiled brightly before striding out confidently.

Ivy followed her outside, only to see her already standing beside Benjamin. He was speaking to her in low tones, and she nodded before stepping into the carriage.

Benjamin hesitated for a moment before reaching out to help her. As the carriage curtain fell, Amelia let out a soft sigh. In the past, she would sit quietly inside when she rode in a carriage, never lifting the curtain to look outside. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

But today was different. She felt curious and pulled back the curtain, taking in the bustling crowds of people going about their day. She watched their faces, noting their joy and sorrow, absorbing it all.

As they passed by shops displaying a dazzling array of goods, she realized she had never truly explored

the streets before. So many things were beautifully arranged, and she found herself captivated by them.

Her gaze landed on a very thin woman bent under the weight of a child on her back, her body slightly hunched over. The woman’s eyes were dull, and her sunken features were dry and chapped. She pushed a cart with great effort, her struggle apparent.

Amelia caught sight of a bony wrist peeking from the woman’s sleeve. The skin was stretched tightly over the bone. Amelia instinctively rolled up her sleeve, revealing her similarly gaunt wrist. A sudden urge to laugh flickered through her, but it was quickly overwhelmed by tears that fell in heavy droplets.

Upon returning to Valor Estate, Tara was waiting at the entrance.

“It’s good to have you back, Madam Amelia. Madam Rebecca wants to see you. You should go visit her,” she said gently

Sensing his mother’s lingering anger, Benjamin replied, “She just got back. Let her rest for a bit before she goes to apologize.”

Tara sighed. “If she doesn’t go, Madam Rebecca will only get angrier.”

After a moment’s hesitation, Benjamin turned to Amelia. “Then, I’ll go with you. We’ll greet her and apologize to her, then we can head back inside.”

He still felt a chill at the thought of last night’s events.

“Mr. Benjamin, Madam Rebecca said you can’t follow,” Tara added.

*Is Mom still very upset?” Benjamin asked.

“She is angry, yes. But if Madam Amelia admits her mistakes, Madam Rebecca will calm down and everything will be fine,” Tara reassured.

After another moment of indecision, Benjamin said to Amelia, “Just go ahead. Remember to be polite.” Amelia had anticipated this outcome. Wordlessly, she followed Tara into the house.