Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Ruby continued to cry uncontrollably, her sobs wracking her body. Despite her tears, her fingers clung desperately to Samuel's shirt, as if holding onto him was the only thing keeping her grounded. Though her eyes had run dry, her cries were still filled with a deep sense of hurt and vulnerability.

"Such a mess!" Rafael commented as he stood up, taking Carissa's hand in his.

He turned to the stunned Helen. "Mom, let's go."

Helen snapped out of her shock and rose to her feet.

But before leaving, she glanced at Heather and said, "I just went in to see Leona. She thought it was you and was so happy, but when she realized it wasn't, she was disappointed. You're such a weak mother, so it's no wonder your daughter turned out the same. You know very well who I caused a scene for today. If you have any shred of dignity as a mother, don't let this slide so easily. Otherwise, you'll lose all respect in my eyes."

"Mother, let's go. Every mother has maternal instincts. I'm sure Aunt Heather knows what to do," Carissa calmly added.

"Carissa!" Heather called out, her eyes brimming with tears. "I know you're here for Leona today, but have you thought about what this will mean for her? After all this commotion, life in this household will only get harder for her."

"Is it easy for her now?" Carissa countered, sweeping a glance across the room. "Look around. Who here has stood up for Leona? If Alana hadn't punched Samuel twice, he would've only gotten a scolding for pushing her."

Carissa's eyes were filled with disappointment. She truly didn't understand what Harvey and Heather were so afraid of.

at court, the title of prince alone was enough to put him above the Earl of Gracehold's family. Yet, despite the grave

knew wasn't this timid. When

Rafael said, leading Carissa

they followed. Once they left, Travis

Estate were still on, and everyone's eyes, filled with doubt and coldness, were

her daughter, who was as thin as a stick despite being pregnant, she couldn't

could he treat

his child! I thought even if he favored that concubine, he would still give you the

had no more tears left. She murmured, "It's my fault. I was the one who liked him first, but he said he liked me

divorce? No, you can't! What

can't survive here any longer. My reputation

type to

But when he

crashing into the table without a second thought, her