Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 883

For the next two or three days, Carissa didn't have time to entertain guests. There was still much to handle with the Mystic Army, and she couldn't leave everything to others. Plus, she had to head back to the Capital Guard headquarters soon.

Meanwhile, Rafael and Jacob were inspecting the site for the women's academy. There was a lot of repair work to be done, along with expansion plans, and the cold weather didn't help. Progress had slowed as they approached the New Year, but fortunately, the funds were in place, so things could move forward smoothly now.

On the eighth day of January, Barrett submitted a formal application for mourning due to his mom's passing. He first presented it to his superior, Carissa, who then passed it on to the king.

Salvador took a quick glance at the application and asked, "What do you think?"

Carissa paused, wondering what the king meant.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but I'm not sure what you're asking."

'Military generals don't observe mourning. There's a law for that," Salvador replied.

Carissa understood the reference, but that law applied to military generals stationed on the front lines, not to military officers like Barrett, who was based in the capital. But based on Salvador's words, it seemed like he wasn't inclined to allow Barrett to mourn.

'Everything is up to you, Your Majesty, Carissa answered, not wanting to say much more.

he wasn't fulfilling his duty

on it.

Salvador couldn't help but smile. "We'll set it aside for now. He's still in special training anyway.

I will take my

monarch and a court official. Carissa bowed her head in acknowledgment, then walked over to take a seat. "Your Majesty, please go ahead." 'The Mystic

but Carissa could read between

Guard, and the Capital Guard, but deliberately avoided mentioning the Crown

wished, responding in a way that would please him.

is wise, I admit,

holding such an important position. I also wish to lighten your burden. Tell me, what do you think would make

Guard from the Mystic Army, but didn't want to say it outright. He was leaving it to her to bring it up, as if

all, he

for a moment, adopting an expression as if trying to guess his thoughts. She couldn't just say it outright-that would be the same as telling Salvador they already knew he intended to separate the

watching the king closely

at her intently, his expression

or perhaps