Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Carissa recalled what Violet had said.

Viola had been intent on competing with her over the dowry, and their previous encounter had ended poorly.

So, Carissa simply nodded and said calmly, "Mrs. Warren."

Viola's face was grim, and her tone was sharp, "Is the princess consort so idle that she comes early in the morning to witness the commotion at the Warren family's residence? Or did the princess consort forget the way back to her own residence, mistaking the Warren family's residence for her own?"

Violet immediately started to get out of the carriage, but Carissa stopped her and then looked at Viola with a faint smile.

"Sometimes," Carissa said, "it's necessary to pay a visit to one's past and see how the unscrupulous people in the Warren family are faring. It's only a gesture of goodwill."

Viola's face turned ashen. "Who are you calling unscrupulous? Are you here to mock us for our misfortunes? If so, get out of the carriage and see for yourself! See it up close, smell it yourself. If you like, you can even go and clean it."

Carissa smiled. "I am no longer a part of the Warren family. Such filthy places are best left for you to clean, Mrs. Warren."

Viola's anger flared. "How dare you! You're a princess consort, yet you publicly degrade us like that?! Aren't you concerned about losing your dignity and becoming the subject of ridicule?"

Carissa took out a handkerchief, and waved it. "I'm not afraid of being a laughingstock. Are you, Mrs. Warren? If you're not, should I tell others that you were trying to compare dowries with me?" Viola's expression changed suddenly. How could Carissa know about that?

with dowries? Gold and silver are just trivial things. I have nothing to compare with the princess consort. What you have, I might not.

"Indeed, what you

gold and silver are, they are the most cherished things by the people of the

and I am willing to give everything for him. That

Sebastian from Arcane Sanctum. Would you like

my husband didn't want you, you should consider the

didn't want me? Have you forgotten

him. Your beloved husband was discarded by me. I threw him away

point in arguing with a

let the curtain

cracked his whip, and the horses started moving. Viola hurriedly stepped back, her head buzzing with

about Barrett like that? How

carriage, Alana looked puzzled. "Are the rules in the capital really this

folded and put away

Yet

words and hidden schemes. Viola's blatant hostility makes it reasonable for me to order a couple of slaps. However, I