Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 784

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Soon, an old steward led in a woman dressed in a pale pink gown. She had a soft, round face, and the dress clung a bit too tightly around her plump figure, especially around her midsection. She wasn’t extremely large–just enough for the ill–fitting gown to accentuate her roundness.

Even with the extra weight, her natural beauty shone through. Her features were delicate, her skin was fair with a healthy glow, and her eyes sparkled like stars in the night sky.

The steward had already informed her of their guests, so she entered and greeted them politely. Greetings, Prince Rafael, Lady Carissa. My name is Chaya Kingsley.”

Her smile was bright and sweet, suiting her softness. It was the kind of smile that instantly made people feel at ease.

“Chaya–what a lovely name,” Carissa remarked, observing her thoughtfully.

There was something different about Chaya, unlike the other concubines‘ daughters. She didn’t have Celeste’s seductive allure, Carmen’s prideful strength, or Cecilia’s quiet sorrow. She was just sweet. Her eyes were full of light, as if untouched by the darkness surrounding her.

be good for much, but he does have some knowledge. Chaya–sounds nice, doesn’t it? But the meaning’s not great. Just a shadow, hidden and unseen.

they wouldn’t have come with gifts

in

admiration glinting in her eyes. “Commander Sinclair, you truly bring honor to us women. If only I could be like you… but no, I couldn’t handle all that work. I’d rather stick to

“Seems you’ve picked up a real gem here.

you well entertained, Great–uncle.”

annoyed. “A gem? More like a freeloader! She can’t sing or dance, yet has the nerve to say I smell like an old man. I’ll feed her up until

a look of mock displeasure, his tone

alone in the capital and away from his children, I’d have the chance to win his favor and make him

too old! And he’s not big on rinsing his mouth either. Every time he

of the capital and I could just slip away. But no, he didn’t give in. He has kept me here, feeding me five or six times

about your mom? Aren’t you

warmed Prince Hayden’s bad, it wouldn’t be enough to save her. All I can do is live well myself and try to keep my mom from fretting over me. That’s the