GoodNovelChapter 972
Carissa hesitated for a moment before saying, "Go and bring Sebastian here. I'll think of a way to slip inside and
take a look."
No matter what, it was best to have Sebastian ready just in case.
Violet nodded. "Alright, I'll go now."
She hurried out and saddled the horse. The night air was still cold, and it would be quite troublesfor
Sebastian to cout in this weather.
Halfway there, she crossed paths with Travis, but it seemed like he didn't notice her. He rode straight past. She
called out to him, and it took a moment before the sound of galloping hooves returned.
Carissa instructed the Capital Guard to stand watch at the entrance, ensuring no one entered. If it turned out to
be a trap, they had to be cautious and prepared. There was no harm in being extra careful. After that, she left
the gatehouse and wandered around the perimeter of Concord Lodge.
Since the area outside was filled with her men, she didn't think there would be much risk in walking around. After
a while, she scaled the wall at the back of the courtyard and slipped inside.
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The security inside was clearly less strict than before, though it was hard to tell if that was intentional or not.
Carissa knew Lisandra resided in the eastern courtyard, but she was sdistance away from there and had to
be cautious to avoid detection. As she moved into the central courtyard, she noticed there were more guards.
She crept along the corridor, pressing herself against the wall. Fortunately, the lanterns weren't very bright, and
her footsteps were light enough not to alert the guards.
The guards were talking, but Carissa couldn't understand their conversation. She felt frustrated. If only Winona
were here she could speak fluent Westic, Sandorish, Nerathic, and many other regional tongues.
Carissa climbed to the roof, planning to cross it. As soon as she reached the top, she saw a shadow flicker across
the roof of the eastern courtyard.
It was still a bit far away, and the light was too dim for her to see the rooftop clearly. For a moment, she thought
she saw something flash by, and the shadow seemed to vanish.
Her heart skipped a beat. Could it be? Had they really sent someone in? Was it an assassin?
Just as Carissa was about to leap over to take a closer look, the shadow appeared again. This time, it stood up
and faced her. Then, the glow of a firestick lit up, aimed right at the person's face.
Carissa almost laughed out loud.
It was Winona!
But what was she doing here?
With Winona around, there was no need for Carissa to investigate further. She silently retreated and climbed
down the wall, slipping out quietly.
Winona might not be as skilled as
Carissa in martial arts, but her Lightfoot Skill was undoubtedly superior. Just watching her land earlier without a
sound was enough to prove it.
Carissa made her way back to the gatehouse, but she had little interest in the coffee now. She kept peeking out
the window, anxious to see if Violet had arrived with Sebastian.
After waiting for what felt like an eternity, she finally heard the sound of hooves.
She rushed out to see three horses coming to a halt-Travis and Violet were helping Sebastian off his horse.
Carissa stepped forward and greeted him, "Thank you for coming, Sebastian."
"It's nothing," Sebastian replied. "Can we go in now? What's the situation?"
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"Just a little longer." Carissa turned to Travis. "What brings you here?"
"Let's talk inside," Violet said, ushering them all in.
The four of them crowded into the gatehouse. Travis relayed the
information about the possibility that one of Lisandra's female officials was conspiring with Yuvan.
Carissa's expression turned grim. "So, Grand Princess Lisandra may really be in trouble."
"It seems likely," Violet said, glancing into the room. From a distance, she couldn't make out much. "Is there
anything unusual?"
"Winona went in to investigate. If what she finds checks out, we'll go in," Carissa answered.
"Winona's here too? That's a relief." Violet sighed.
With Winona's understanding of their language and her Lightfoot Skill, she was likely to avoid detection.
Carissa helped Sebastian adjust his cloak. The old man had been in such a rush to leave, he had grabbed the
first cloak he could find and thrown it on.
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