Her Graceful War Song

Rebecca woke up, her eyes fixed on the ceiling above her. The horrific image of Amelia hanging outside her door was still vivid in her mind. A chill ran through her, and her chest felt heavy

After a long silence, she spat out bitterly, “What a wretch! A wretch who doesn’t know how to appreciate her blessings!”

Tara had cried her heart out, regretting that she hadn’t gone outside to check. If only she had left earlier! Perhaps then, she could have saved Amelia. Her heart ached with sorrow.

Hearing Rebecca’s harsh words, she couldn’t help but softly defend Amelia, “Madam Rebecca, Madam Amelia did her best to care for you. Now that she’s gone, please stop cursing her.”

Rebecca snapped back, “Why shouldn’t I curse her? If she wanted to die, she could have at least done it farther away! Dying right at my doorstep–who is she trying to upset?”

After her outburst, she couldn’t help but cry.

“I never imagined she was such a vile person. Hanging herself at my door only cements my reputation as a heartless witch! Now, my son and grandchildren will struggle to find brides. Why do I have such a miserable fate? One after another, they’re all the same kind of trash!

“It’s ruined! The reputation of our family is completely destroyed! Who knows, this might even tarnish Barrett’s future!”

Rebecca wept in despair, but not a single tear was shed for Amelia.

The next day, the news reached the people in Hell Monarch Estate.

Since it was a holiday, Rafael and Carissa had planned to visit the academy to take Ryan out for a meal However, Violet came in with the news about Amelia, which had naturally come from Claire.

Carissa paused for a moment, her mind blank as if she couldn’t believe what she heard. “She hanged herself? There was no way to save her?” Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

“She’s dead,” Violet confirmed.

She sat in a chair, stunned, not understanding why she felt so choked up. After all, Amelia was someone she and Carissa had rescued. Rafael had even scolded his wife for the risk she had taken.

“Why did that happen?” Rafael asked, unsure of the full story.

Since they had saved

He only knew that Amelia had jumped into the river and had been saved by Carissa. her, she should have been treated with care to prevent her from trying to end her life again.

How could so many people have failed to watch over her?

After cursing, Violet explained, “They say that after she was brought back from Arcane Sanctum, that old witch forced her to kneel as punishment from dawn until night. When Tara got up in the middle of the night, she found Amelia hanging outside that old witch’s door.”

“She was punished? Rafael’s expression darkened with anger. “What is wrong with that family? After

something that serious happened, instead of comforting her, they made her kneel as punishment?”

Suicide was an act of utter despair.

Carissa remained silent, but a deep sadness weighed on her heart.

Amelia chose to end her life rather than leave the Warren family because, without them, she didn’t have the skills to survive. She was timid, weak in character, and had no one to rely on. Simply put, once she left, she had no way to go on.

If there was a way out, who would choose death?

“Carissa, don’t be too upset,” Rafael said, noticing the pain swirling in her eyes.

“I’m fine.” Carissa shook her head at him, her furrowed brow still tense.

She replayed the events in her mind. Perhaps, even while talking to her in Arcane Sanctum, Amelia hadn’t truly given up on thoughts of ending her life.

Violet sniffled. “Why didn’t she think of her children?”

Carissa remembered Amelia’s children, caught between a domineering grandmother and weak parents. They were just as timid and frail.

Then, a sudden realization struck her–Amelia’s death was the ultimate form of revenge against Rebecca. Hanging herself at Rebecca’s doorstep was no mere act of scaring the older woman or tarnishing her reputation. Instead, it was about the people at Arcane Sanctum only acknowledging Amelia and only being willing to sell Snowdrop Pills to her. With her gone, the other members of the Warren family wouldn’t be able to purchase them.

By taking her own life, Amelia had also dragged Rebecca down with her. Without Rebecca’s oppressive control and tyrannical ways, Benjamin wouldn’t be able to cling to foolish devotion and their children wouldn’t remain so weak.

Of course, this was just Carissa’s speculation.

Only Amelia truly understood her own thoughts.