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.

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

Lady Carissa to have a light meal first. After the prince has entertained the guests, she can join

to just drink wine without eating?

showing concern

tease me. Drinking on an

the door of the newlywed suite.

Carissa was officially married, there

observed Carissa over the past few days,

front of

truly radiant, far more so than she had when marrying Barrett. 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

you happy, my dear?"

a bit of pressure as she rubbed the calluses on her palm, then pulled out a small jar of cream she carried with her. This cream was from Sebastian, who claimed it could soften calluses and