Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 172

Leaving an unmarried man and woman alone in a room was inappropriate. Frederick would normally insist on having several attendants present for propriety's sake.

However, with Rafael being addressed as Marshal and Carissa as General Sinclair, Frederick assumed their discussion would revolve around military matters, which weren't for his ears. After serving a pot of tea, Frederick promptly cleared the room and closed the door, instructing that no one should approach.

Rafael held his cup, his long fingers traci the floral design on its surface, his expression solemn.

After a moment of silence, seeing he had not yet spoken, Carissa looked up at him, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Marshal, is this about the Southern Frontier battlefield...?"

"Not at all," Rafael interrupted, taking a sip of tea before setting the cup down. "I'm here today for personal matters, not military ones."

Carissa's eyebrows lifted in surprise.

Personal matters? What could there be to discuss between her and Rafael if not military matters?

Rafael looked at her, and asked, "The king has given you a three-month deadline to marry. Otherwise, you will have to enter the palace as a concubine. Correct?"

Carissa wasn't surprised that he knew about this, so she simply nodded in acknowledgment.

"Do you want to enter the palace and become a concubine?" Rafael asked bluntly.

face. "Did His

asking

and

inquired, "Is there someone you have

closely, noting every subtle change

replied firmly, "No, there

particular person you

"None."

he held no place in her heart, but hearing her admit she had no feelings for any man at all was like a

pain, but bearable, given that her indifference wasn't directed solely

you here to help me resolve

Crash!

over, shattering into pieces on the floor. She stared

from her dress. Normally composed,

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other since we were young, I went to Meadow Ridge when I was about seven. Even if you visit Meadow Ridge every year, I've never seen you..." "Alright,

of several young women, but

cup to drink, but found it empty. Swallowing as if he were still drinking, he continued, "You don't want to enter the palace, and I don't want a wife forced onto me. Isn't this a perfect. coincidence? If we marry, it will solve our immediate problems. Should

reasonable, but Carissa was puzzled. "If you didn't like the women, why didn't the queen and Lady Helene continue their search? Surely they can find someone suitable?" Rafael's fists tightened, his brows furrowing with a

sadness. He offered a faint,