After Margaret took her leave, Helen hurried into the sitting hall.

However, she only found Carissa sitting alone, leisurely sipping coffee, her expression contemplative.

Helen frowned and asked, "Wasn't Madam Winchester supposed to be here? I rushed over, thinking I'd get to have a chat with her."

Carissa rose and curtsied gracefully. "Mother, Madam Winchester just left a short while ago."

"She's gone?" Helen said, out of breath, sinking into a chair. "Wasn't she here to talk to me?"

Her disappointment was evident. She thought Margaret had been here to see her. Helen often envied Eleanor, who was always surrounded by visitors from high society.

"She was here for you as well," Carissa explained gently. "But when she heard you were still recovering from last night's festivities, she didn't want to disturb you and left early."

With just one glance at Helen's expression, Carissa could tell what was on her mind. Her mother-in-law's thoughts were never hard to guess.

"Overindulging in wine has its consequences," Helen muttered, her thoughts turning to her son's outburst the previous night. She glanced at Carissa carefully, and asked, "Did Rafael give you a hard time last night?"

Carissa cleared her throat lightly and answered, "No, he just said a few words to me, and that was it."

a few words?" Helen could

son better

him, a few words wouldn't smooth things

was trying to cover

you're in charge of the inner courtyard, and matters like taking concubines should be your decision. But if he doesn't like it, don't bring it up again. It'll only provoke his scolding or wrath. Men, when they lose their temper, can be

before leaving for court: "If I didn't have to attend court today, you wouldn't have been able to get out of bed." Embarrassed, Carissa quickly turned

gaze, Helen sighed and called out, "Gillian, instruct the kitchen to prepare some royal jelly for the princess consort. She needs to recuperate." "Understood, my lady," Gillian replied before

asked about Serena, and Carissa relayed the events

stunned. "Madam Winchester really agreed to let her into the family? It's clearly a setup, and not even aimed at her own son!" Although Helen had been in high spirits the night before and hadn't noticed all the details, she had pieced things together through the morning chatter while getting ready for the day. "The Marquis of

sake of

I'd allow her through the door! A little thing like

wary of overly scheming people. She knew she couldn't outmaneuver them, so she preferred to keep them far

they'll be

thought about it.

Ironridge's family was indeed a strict household with countless rules. It wasn't easy even for a legitimate wife to

would be tough for Serena

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