Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 1261

Rafael estimated that the supply delivery should arrive within the next two days. Though there were only two of them, it was easier to slip out unnoticed at night. Having too many people would complicate things.

Once they found an exit, they could capture one or two people for questioning. If they were tight-lipped, a bit of force might persuade them to talk.

"Hang in there a little longer. Just three more days, and it'll be over," Rafael said.

"I could really go for some bread," Dylan grumbled, letting out a loud belch. "I swear, without any bread or pasta, a person might just die. Roasting meat endlessly to eat is so greasy..."

"Just grab some grass and chew on it to get rid of the greasy taste," Rafael suggested, reaching down to pull up a handful of wild grass. It was edible, and this time of year, it was tender. "Eat it. Quickly."

"It's bitter. I'm not eating it," Dylan refused, declining Rafael's offer.

Rafael didn't mind and ate it himself. Even the roots were edible, and the tender leaves, though slightly bitter, were just what he needed to cut the grease. It was surprisingly tasty.

"Do you think Mr. Spencer will write to Lady Carissa, telling her we've gone missing?" Dylan asked.

"Probably not. I left a mark, something he will understand," Rafael replied, using his dagger to dig a small hole, where he buried the bones he had finished gnawing on.

Mentioning Carissa stirred up a wave of longing within him. "Once this is over, we'll ride straight back to the capital without stopping."

"Of course!" Dylan replied.

Rafael leaned against the wall, his thoughts drifting to Carissa.

What was she doing now? Was she thinking of him?

He had no way of knowing that Carissa was also in Lunvale and up on the mountain. However, distance-wise, they were quite far apart.

The mountain didn't have many paths, and often, they moved with their Lightfoot Skill, leaving little trace on the ground. It would be hard for anyone to find Rafael and Dylan.

Carissa and the others had spent an extra day on the mountain, but in the end, they found nothing and had to descend.

Everett raised an eyebrow, "And the local authorities?"

"We didn't want to alarm them just yet," Kyle answered. "We feared they might have people in the government."

Everett frowned slightly. "Why haven't you set up your people in Lunvale?"

There was a clear reproach in his words.

Kyle replied, "Rafael said Lunvale wasn't on our radar before. We only learned of the situation through Yuvan's eldest son. We didn't have time to make any preparations before coming."

Kyle had brought out the appropriate leverage to use in this situation—Rafael. Naturally, Everett didn't continue berating him.

Although Everett didn't succeed in reprimanding them, it didn't matter. He still had other tricks up his sleeves to continue teaching them a lesson.

"Some things should've been investigated before you arrived. The mountains around Lunvale—they've dug tunnels. I suspect Rafael is waiting by one of the tunnel entrances, watching for the food supplies to come through. He might capture a few people to interrogate. Conveniently, I know where all the tunnel entrances are."