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.

the title of prince alone was enough to put him above the Earl of Gracehold's family. Yet, despite the grave injustice Leona had suffered, Heather still blamed Carissa for causing too much

knew wasn't this timid. When

leading Carissa out the

they left, Travis led

lights in Gracehold Estate were still on, and everyone's eyes, filled with

her daughter, who was as thin as a stick despite

treat

favored that concubine, he would still give you the respect you deserve. I regret it so much. Why

murmured, "It's my fault. I was the one who liked him first, but he said he liked me too... Mom, I want

"A divorce? No, you can't! What will you

can't survive here any longer.

the type to be jealous, and

when

her crashing into the table without a second thought,