Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

The two wedding processions collided head-on.

Barrett looked at Rafael, and Rafael looked back at Barrett.

Their gazes met, and Rafael felt nothing but gratitude. He was thankful Barrett had abandoned Carissa. However, gratitude was one thing-the fact that Barrett had previously wronged Carissa was another matter.

Barrett's eyes were filled with a complex mix of emotions. Once, he had been just as passionate and proud while bringing Carissa into his home. Back then, he had felt like the happiest man in the world. Yet, fate was cruel.

Now, Carissa was the Hell Monarch's princess consort, while Barrett had married and divorced different women, never truly finding fulfillment.

Because of that, Barrett's complex gaze was filled with traces of envy, jealousy, resentment, bitterness, discomfort, and heartache. At this moment, he seemed to fully realize that he and Carissa could never go back-there really was no connection between them anymore.

It was this clear realization that led Barrett to say this as they passed each other:

"Congratulations, Your Highness, on marrying my discarded ex-wife."

He knew how irrational he sounded. He understood the gravity of his words, and the possible wrath of the Hell Monarch.

there was no

smiled at him, reined in his horse, and replied softly, "Thank you for being blind.

aback, watching as Rafael led his procession away in high

he truly loved? Wasn't Rafael's marriage to Carissa

and his procession had moved away,

Barrett was asking

leading the horses, had overheard the exchange and

"Tomorrow!" Rafael uttered firmly.

was a day of celebration.

was present. Rafael definitely didn't want to experience the older man's punishment on his wedding night just because of some minor infraction

to nod in agreement when Everett's chilling voice came

immediately straightened his back, facing forward with his eyes fixed

this joyous day, couldn't the older man use a less

Hell Monarch Estate. The journey didn't take

at the horizon with a magnificent tapestry-like brilliance. It had snowed in the morning, but by noon, the skies had cleared. Now, the setting sun seemed to be gilding the world with a layer of gold leaf. Rather than feeling like dusk or twilight, there was a

sunset revealed a grand and majestic beauty, even among the densely packed residences