Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 869

Chapter 869

Carissa hurried back inside, soothing Helen and sending her on her way.

Even after stepping outside, Helen continued, 'It's true! You're married now, so what's there to be shy about? When you were younger, you used to tell me everything! I still remember the time a mosquito bit you down there, and you stripped off your pants so I could apply medicine..."

"Mom!" Rafael's roar echoed through the room.

Carissa quickly called for Violet to take over leading Helen away, and instructed Qiana and Sydney to prepare hot water. Carissa would wash Rafael's hair herself.

Since he couldn't soak in the hot springs, he sat in the bath chamber, leaning forward as Carissa washed his hair while trying to avoid getting his feet wet. Though he felt a bit useless, the sensation of her fingers massaging his scalp and working through his hair brought a warm, sweet happiness amid the embarrassment.

He comforted himself with the thought that if it weren't for this injury, he wouldn't be receiving such special treatment. The last time he was hurt, Dylan had been the one helping

him.

Once his hair was clean, Carissa dried it off.

After a moment, Rafael muttered, "Mom's talking nonsense. You shouldn't listen to her." "Okay." Carissa rubbed a thick towel through his hair. "I barely remember what she said."

You were so excited when I told you last night, but you ended up not seeing

Meadow Ridge and have always loved climbing mountains. Plus, don't you think the snowy peaks were breathtaking? And being with you, even if we just sat quietly

the moment he mentioned climbing the mountain, she knew that the only thing

You'd be happy just being

to avoid his gaze. She was afraid that seeing the swollen bump on his forehead would make

was a bit innocent in all this-it was hard not

moved behind him to dry his hair, biting back

the eye when

had clearly

paused, her gaze steady

mirror to see what he looked like

a capable wife who could fight, manage a household, and soothe her husband. She took a deep breath, set the towel aside, and moved in front of

she focused only on his gaze and said softly, "I may not express it often,

away, sneezing and rubbing her hands over her face to control her

she felt cold, Rafael forgot his pride and immediately said, "Tell Qiana to make some chicken soup. The wind on the mountain was strong

make it right now." Carissa turned and

both of them had a bowl. Carissa said she wanted to check on Helen and couldn't look after Rafael any longer, but instructed the two elderly maids to take

was no longer upset and was chatting