Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Lulu nodded in understanding and hurried off to fetch hot water, to be used to freshen up Rafael's hands and face.

Carissa had just settled her husband onto the divan when Lulu returned and said, "Sage Adrian and Mr. Spencer, along with the other guild members, forced His Highness to drink. Deputy Ziegler said His Highness couldn't refuse, so they poured a lot for him. They drank rose wine with people from other guilds."

Carissa frowned. "My master had someone force His Highness to drink?"

Wasn't that just bullying? With so many guild members around, each one having a cup, they could have made Rafael drink until he vomited blood.

"Yes, he drank a lot. But isn't the rose wine from the Lunar Guild supposed to be mild? Why was it so strong?" asked Lulu.

"It's likely that my master brewed the wine, so it's not the kind the Lunar Guild usually provides," Carissa replied.

She glanced at Rafael, whose cheeks and ears were flushed red from the alcohol. It seemed unlikely they would be able to drink the ceremonial wine tonight, and she would probably be the only one eating all the food on the table.

She had a lot of questions for him, especially about what Lily had mentioned to her earlier that evening. She had hoped to ask him for more details. But now, not only could she not ask, he was completely unconscious.

Pearl brought over the hot water.

a long day too.

"But tonight..." Pearl hesitated.

any time, given that it was Carissa's wedding night. However, seeing Rafael so thoroughly drunk, it seemed unlikely they would even get

had the ceremonial wine yet," Pearl said, turning to the

poured wine into him before he had a chance to eat. Didn't they think

Adrian for

for Carissa, and Rafael was a good

been injured many times on the battlefield and had been working hard since returning to

feeling

to pat Rafael's face and wipe his hands. She then pressed a few acupoints to help him

his eyes, feeling the world spinning around him. He couldn't tell where he was and could only see countless blurry images of

dreaming, or am I really drunk? Why does it feel like I'm actually marrying Carissa?" Rafael was feeling intensely dizzy. He reached out to touch the face in front of him, but even with his eyes open, the spinning sensation persisted. Closing his eyes

How could Carissa's skin be so rough? And there are wrinkles. It must

naturally rough and wrinkled. How old do you think

lips. Without hesitation, Rafael gulped it