Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1039

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Able to easily distinguish between politeness and sincerity, Carissa could tell that Marjorie wasn't being dismissive.

"Madam Marjorie, the queen is your daughter. If Skye Embroidery is something the queen is spearheading, then that would be the best possible outcome," Carissa said.

Marjorie paused for a moment, slightly startled. "Your Grace, if Skye Embroidery succeeds, it will certainly be remembered for generations. You've already started working on it, and although there will be obstacles, I believe it won't be too difficult for you." Carissa smiled. "It's easier said than done. In the end, it's a matter of changing mindsets."

Marjorie nodded slightly, resuming her walk. "Indeed, it's difficult. But since you've already borne the criticism, why should you share any credit with Her Majesty?"

Carissa chuckled lightly. "I believe claiming credit for this would be too shallow. The real accomplishment is ensuring that it benefits the people."

There was a brief pause before Marjorie responded, her voice laced with admiration, "You have a rare and broad-minded perspective, Your Grace. It's truly remarkable."

Recognizing the moment for what it was, Carissa gently suggested, "Perhaps you could speak to Her Majesty about it."

in backing the women's academy, while Kylie took charge of the workshop, many of the thorny

her calm, unhurried tone, Carissa knew the chances of Kylie getting involved were slim. So, she didn't waste time and asked directly, "If Her Majesty isn't interested, would you be?" They reached a

faint smile and said, "My household affairs keep me busy. I'm afraid I wouldn't be able

her. "There's no need to live

to lose focus for a

Follow her heart?

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the atmosphere had grown tense after Rafael

want

his intent. Malcolm had expected some subtlety, perhaps a few pleasantries

downright awkward. If anything, it would've been better to just be upfront at least then Malcolm could've come up with some excuse. Rafael, ever considerate, didn't leave the tension hanging. When the atmosphere hit an

prince declared. Malcolm's lips twitched. He had no choice but to swallow his frustration. There was no longer any room for explanation or debate. Rafael wasn't here to ask for anything;

they've done to the reputation of the workshop, they need to make amends. They'll need to publicly correct

their

to be done openly-by signing their

purpose of my visit today. I expect you