Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Frederick wiped his eyes as he approached Carissa. "My lady, the bridal carriage will soon arrive. Please hurry and touch up your makeup." Now that her master and fellow guild members were here, Carissa felt a pang of reluctance as the time drew near for her to marry.

She hesitated, and asked, "Could we delay by two hours?"

"That's not possible, my lady. You must complete the ceremony within the allocated time."

Winona took her hand gently. "Come, let's get your makeup sorted out. It's a joyful day, so why are you crying and fussing? That's inappropriate. We've come to see you off, and we'll accompany you to Hell Monarch Estate. We have seats reserved there for the wedding banquet."

Carissa blinked, her eyes misty. "So, Prince Rafael knows all of you are coming?"

"He does, but he didn't know that you were unaware."

Well, if that was the case, Rafael hadn't withheld the information from her.

With her mood steadied, Carissa stood and bowed in thanks to the heads of the various guilds and their apprentices who had come to offer their blessings to her.

"There's no need for thanks. Hurry up and get ready." Adrian waved dismissively.

Why the need for such gratitude? This was just him calling in a favor.

her master was indeed quite

outside. The sound of drums filled the air as

was sensitive to such loud announcements, could hardly tolerate

about it? Isn't it customary for him to come and pick up his bride? Why all the shouting? If he dares not show up, I'll have his ears

sharp gaze, the gatekeeper fell silent and retreated

was that Barrett would personally escort her

had arrived with his wedding entourage, Viola stood there in

divorce, Carissa couldn't forget her previous husband-why did she deserve

Carissa was skilled at disguising her emotions, Rafael would

she heard someone announce from the outside that Barrett had arrived to escort her. She gathered herself as her attendants placed the white bridal veil over her

entourages and their own

head was covered by the white veil. She could only see the hem of her gown and the white satin shoes

could only vaguely sense that she had arrived at the estate's entrance. There was a sense of the pressure of a crowd at the gate, suggesting that many

now on," Adrian said softly as he approached her. It was a sentiment laden with a father

Be good.

it would be less worrisome for him. He wouldn't

mischievous girl was getting married