Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

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."

few words?" Helen could tell Carissa was

knew her son better than

words wouldn't smooth things over. She suspected Carissa had endured much more of his temper than she was

poor girl was trying

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

earlier that morning 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 her head away and murmured,

instruct the kitchen to prepare some royal jelly for the princess consort. She needs to recuperate." "Understood, my lady," Gillian

asked about Serena, and

Helen was momentarily 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 sake of

say whatever they want. There's no way I'd allow her through the door!

she couldn't outmaneuver them, so she preferred to keep them far

softly. "Even if she's full of schemes, once she's in their household, they'll be crushed one by one. She won't survive long if she doesn't fall in

thought about it. The

indeed a strict household with countless rules. It wasn't

be tough