Chapter 841

Carissa's expression brightened. "You found Amelia? Where is she?"

Michael bent over, hands on his knees, gasping for breath. "At… at the Parting Souls Bridge. Hurry, she's about to jump! We can't just rush in to save her! She's shouting that she'll only talk to you. But you need to hurry—it's too windy, and she can barely stand!"

"What?" Barrett exclaimed, shocked. "Why is she trying to jump off the bridge?"

Carissa dashed out, yelling, "Get my horse!"

The Parting Souls Bridge lay northwest of the capital, spanning the turbulent Unity River. The river's flow intensified around the bridge because it was wider at the top and narrower at the bottom, creating a steep slope that churned the water violently. Anyone falling from the bridge was unlikely to survive. Although originally called the Unity River's Second Bridge, locals dubbed it the Parting Souls Bridge due to its perilous reputation.

After a brief pause, Barrett asked Michael to send someone to Valor Estate to inform his brother. Then, he mounted his horse and galloped toward the Parting Souls Bridge.

Violet had already arrived. She had encountered Michael en route, who informed her that Amelia was at the bridge, threatening to jump.

When Violet reached the Parting Souls Bridge, the sun had just dipped below the horizon, leaving a streak of orange across the sky. The bridge looked especially beautiful at sunset, standing alone against the cold wind, while the river rushed beneath. But with someone teetering on the edge, its beauty turned terrifying.

Violet's heart sank when she saw Amelia standing on the bridge's railing. There was barely enough space for her feet, and the fierce wind made her sway. Her cloak billowed behind her, making it seem as if she might tumble off at any moment.

Though the crowd had dispersed from the sides of the bridge, many still gathered at a distance, watching anxiously. Several Capital Guard members shouted at Amelia to come down but dared not approach. Their voices were hoarse, clearly worn from yelling for some time.

"Don't come any closer!" Amelia shouted, spotting Violet and the concerned look on her face.

Amelia yelled for everyone to stay back, but her body swayed dangerously.

Violet halted. "I'm not coming there! Just don't get agitated!"

They were 18 to 20 meters apart, and Violet couldn't guarantee she could reach her in time, even with her Lightfoot Skill. If Amelia stumbled, she could fall to her death! "Back away! Stay back!" Amelia cried frantically, her frail body teetering in the wind like a lone leaf clinging to a branch during a storm. "Everyone, step back! Don't come near me! I don't want you to see me!"

"Okay, we'll back away! We're moving back!" Violet's heart raced as she watched Amelia sway perilously. It looked like she could slip at any moment.

Violet urged the Capital Guard to retreat further, desperate to avoid startling Amelia.

One Capital Guard whispered, "She said she only wants to see Commander Sinclair. Clearly, she doesn't want to be recognized, but how could she not be?"

"Who spotted her? Was she already standing there when they found her?" Violet asked, feeling a chill creep down her spine.

"I saw her. At first, she was sitting by the bridge's edge. I wasn't sure it was her, but she suddenly bolted up and climbed onto the railing when I approached. It scared me half to death," a long-faced Capital Guard replied.

Violet gazed at Amelia, pressing a hand to her chest. "Oh my God, with the wind so strong, she's going to fall! I can see she's unsteady on her feet!"

"Right? She can't hold on much longer. With this wind, if she sways even a little more, she'll lose her balance."

"Quick, get some torches ready! Once it gets completely dark, we won't be able to see her at all," Violet implored urgently.