Her Graceful War Song

“My condolences,” Carissa said softly.

“She passed away in my arms. She was coughing terribly and throwing up blood. In a way, her passing is a relief,” Carmen choked out, her voice breaking.

Carissa felt a pang of sorrow in her heart. “If you want to bury her on the mountain at Pearwater Convent, you don’t need to ask the abbess. I can make that decision. That mountain was granted to us by King Sigmund after my dad achieved merit.”

“Really? Thank you, Your Grace,” Carmen replied, her gratitude evident.

Carissa nodded slightly. “I’ll send someone to assist you. Have you already arranged for a coffin?”

Carmen responded, “Yes, I’ve purchased one. Ms. Spencer lent me some money, but I didn’t use it. The Lester family is providing a coffin for my mom. I didn’t agree at first, but I couldn’t refuse them. They’ve already prepared my mom for burial, and we’re just waiting for the funeral. I really don’t want to owe them anything.”

Carissa understood the Lester family’s coldness. They likely feared being implicated. But now that Melanie had passed, their worries were no longer relevant, which was why they were willing to help with the funeral.

“If there’s anything I can do to assist, just let me know, The Capital Guard will provide support,” Carissa offered.

“There’s one more thing. I’m now completely alone, and there are many disabled people here at Pearwater Convent. I want to stay and care for them. I just ask for a place to sleep and three meals a day in exchange,” Carmen said. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

‘Carissa was more than happy to agree. “Alright, thank you for helping them.”

“They’re all suffering souls,” Carmen said softly. “Fortunately, I’ve trained in martial arts, so I can handle the hard work.”