Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair)
Chapter 1075

The next day, Carissa woke as if nothing had happened. She took up her riding crop and headed out the door, her demeanor calm and unbothered. Meanwhile, Barrett was nursing severe injuries and had taken a leave of absence.

After learning the full story, Salvador was livid.

"If he'd truly been loyal, he wouldn't have treated Carissa that way in the first place! And now, injuring himself over a criminal? Neglecting his duties? Disregarding the reputation of his family? He's neither loyal nor devoted. What use is he? A disgrace through and through."

Derek observed the situation and knew exactly why the king had been reluctant to abandon Barrett despite repeated offenses. One reason was out of respect for the late General Matthias Warren. Another was to use him to control the Mystic Army. Lastly, it was difficult to remove him right away without affecting the generals at Victory Pass.

But with the Westhaven forces retreating, Derek suspected the king's patience was running thin.

As expected, when court convened that day, the officials gathered outside with grievances. Derek had waited deliberately for the Oversight Minister, Irvin, and casually mentioned that Salvador had grown angry over Barrett's latest misconduct.

Ever the righteous man, Irvin pressed for details. Derek refrained from saying much, but Irvin was resourceful and had no trouble uncovering the truth. Within half a day, news reached him-Barrett had been distraught over Aurora's punishment by the Westhaven forces and had deliberately injured himself.

It was a disgrace Irvin couldn't tolerate. At the Oversight Department, he wasted no time railing against Barrett.

"How shameful!" Irvin bellowed. "As a son, he dishonors his family. As an official, he neglects his duties and squanders His Majesty's trust. If he's so intent on dying for that criminal, why doesn't he just do it and be done with it? At least he'd stop embarrassing the court!" Once he finished speaking, he immediately sat at his desk and started writing a formal complaint to Salvador.

Irvin's actions inspired a ripple effect. Many officials, outraged at how Barrett's behavior might embolden the Westhaven forces, joined in. For three days, reports condemning Barrett flooded the court.

When Irvin made his formal complaint, many officials quickly agreed. It wasn't that they couldn't see the value in Barrett, but the fact that he had slammed into a wall over Aurora-what kind of rumors would spread to the people of Westhaven?

After three days of continuous complaints, Barrett's precarious position finally crumbled. Salvador issued an edict to remove him from his post and ordered him to reflect on his actions.

Barrett's removal created a ripple of promotions. Kevin was elevated to fill his role, and Galen, in turn, took over Kevin's previous post. Though Galen remained subordinate to Kevin, he seemed content with the advancement.

When the edict reached Grace Mansion, Viola sat in stunned silence in a side hall. Minutes passed, then hours, yet she didn't say a word.

Her lips trembled several times, as though she wanted to speak, but no words came.

Barrett's self-inflicted injury had shaken her to her core. It left her heartbroken, though not for the reasons one might expect.

In truth, of the three men she had known in her life, Barrett was the one she respected the least. But there had been a time, long ago, when she had genuinely been drawn to him.

Now, seeing him willing to harm himself so drastically for Aurora, she understood one thing with chilling clarity-this man was beyond saving. He was no longer someone she could even consider keeping in her life. But what could she do?

Her marriage to Barrett was her second one, she divorced, there was little chance she would marry again. Even if she did, she wouldn't be able to find a good match. As she had once said about Serena what was left for her? To become someone's concubine?

Impossible! She was the third daughter of the Earl of Silverston's family. How could she stoop so low?

But staying married to a man who'd lost his position, a man who was nothing more than a pile of useless mud? The thought was unbearable.

Viola sat for a long time, torn between her pride and her future, Finally, she rose and walked into Barrett's room. She needed to tell him the news. Part of her hoped that he would finally show some regret after hearing it.

Yet, when Barrett heard he'd been dismissed from his post, he didn't look angry or upset. Instead, he sighed as though a weight had been lifted.

"If you want to leave," he said calmly, "then leave. Take whatever valuables are left here. They're yours."

Viola's composure broke, and she let out a choked sob. "You're that eager for me to go?"

Barrett met her tearful gaze, his voice steady and detached. "You've suffered enough staying with me. I know you don't really want to stay here anymore."

Tears streamed down her face as she cried, "You're right-I don't want to stay here, but not because of the hardship! It's because your heart isn't with me. You'd rather die for Aurora. What's the point of me staying?" Barrett's eyes flickered with an emotion she couldn't quite place.

"You're right. I've let you down you. I really wanted to make things work between us, but... Somehow, the more we tried, the further apart we grew. I've never been able to make you happy."

"I would've been happy if you'd just focused on your duties and done your job!" Viola shot back through her tears.

"But I did, at first," Barrett countered, a bitter smile tugging at his lips. "Even then, wasn't I never good enough for you? Weren't you always resentful that I ranked below Carissa?"

The moment the words left his

mouth, he regretted them. It

sounded as though he was blaming Viola for everything. He shook his head and sighed. "No, it's not your fault It's mine. I didn't amount to anything. I failed you. I embarrassed you."

Viola sank into a nearby chair, her tears falling freely. Her emotions churned-hatred, frustration, helplessness. She didn't want to stay, not now that Barrett had lost everything.

But where could she go? Returning to her family home was an option-her mother would undoubtedly take her in. Yet what would come after that? Would she resign herself to living out her days alone, without a companion? She didn't want that, either.