Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Jacob didn't make a fuss. It was Rafael's wedding day, so everything else had to take a backseat.

What was Helen thinking? How could she take items from her daughter-in-law's dowry and give them to someone else? Was such behavior even possible for a rational person? Jacob sighed. He couldn't understand how an honored concubine like Helen, who seemed so "innocent," could have given birth to such a wise and perceptive son like Rafael.

Carissa had only gone through one round of toasts when Rafael took her to their new suite. As the groom, Rafael couldn't leave the banquet so quickly and would have to return soon. Even now, as Carissa watched him leave after he escorted her back to the suite, her hand still seemed to hold the warmth of his touch.

The room was warmed by a brazier, providing a cozy comfort that seeped into her very heart.

It turned out that matters of the heart couldn't be controlled. Carissa tried to restrain her emotions, but was helpless to stop them from sinking deeper into Rafael's gentle gaze.

Lily entered, calling for Lulu and the others to go downstairs for the wedding banquet. The servants deserved a meal too. The dishes served for them were quite lavish, though they were served in the lower courtyard, not the main hall.

Lulu and the others had been serving the guests all this time and had not eaten yet, so they were quite hungry.

Lulu was also concerned about Carissa and asked, "Lily, is there a table of food here for Lady

Lady Carissa to have a light meal first. After the prince has entertained the

looked up. "Is it alright to just drink wine without eating?

already showing concern for your husband, my

deep red. "Lily, don't tease me. Drinking

of the newlywed suite.

Carissa was officially married, there was no turning

had planned to wait until after the wedding night to discuss this, but having observed Carissa over the past few days, she could see that her mistress had truly developed feelings for

a chair and sat down in front of her mistress, gazing at her

It wasn't just about the makeup-it was that her heart truly belonged to Rafael. When a person was in love, their entire being glowed, and the

happy, my dear?"

calluses on her palm, then pulled out a small jar of cream she carried