Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 78

"Carissa, take a bath and change into clean clothes. I'll take you somewhere," Rafael said.

Carissa looked up, and asked, "Where are we going?"

"You'll find out when we get there. Everyone else, please leave. I need to bathe and change clothes as well, Rafael said.

Carissa and the generals complied, and exited the tent

In such cold weather, taking a bath required a lot of hot water. Fortunately, Ilyrian had an ample supply of firewood. It had been challenging to get a hot drink, even in the camp outside Tower City. Taking a bath was a luxury.

Since Garissa held an official position now, Rafael had sent a criminal slave to attend to her.

The criminal slave, who was about forty years old and smelled terrible, was called Thirteen. She used to run a small business in Heartshire City.

Due to a business dispute, she smashed a vase on a competitor's head. The competitor didn't die, but ended up becoming mentally challenged. She was sentenced to be exiled to the military camp as a slave for twelve years. Now, eleven years have passed, and she had only one year left before her sentence was completed and she was released.

and brought a bucket. She brought out her stash of soap pods to wash Carissa's hair, as she needed someone's help

delicate features, though her skin had lost some of its previous smoothness. Her cheeks were red from scrubbing, almost breaking

changed back into her original clothes, draped a black cloak over them, and tied her damp hair into a high ponytail. People in the martial world

Carissa wiped down her Rose Spear, removing all

the rose patterns on the spear, her heart

where Rafael was taking her. She feared it might be where her father and brothers had died in llyrian. She had only

too distressed to speak and broke down into tears. After a while, Dylan came to fetch her

though the skin around his eyes and nose was rougher. His eyes were bright, and his features bore some resemblance to the current king Salvador, though he carried a fierce aura from

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hardly believe this was Rafael, the Hell Monarch. She recognized him by his eyes, as his previous beard had hidden the weathered

he was the most

romance, her breath caught slightly when

led two horses over, one

Rafael,

at her. "This