Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1279

By noon the next day, both Rafael and Carissa awoke lazily, their bodies still heavy with the remnants of sleep.

Their eyes met, and Rafael's gaze darkened. The sleep had restored him completely, filling him with energy. He pulled her close, his lips brushing her ear.

Carissa quickly pushed him away. "We need to get up!"

Lulu was waiting outside. When she heard noise from inside the room, she feared they would be distracted again and hurriedly called out, "Your Highness, Your Grace, Lady Helen has sent someone three times already."

Rafael reluctantly withdrew his hand from its resting place, his gaze still burning with intensity. His tone was commanding yet playful. "I'll listen to you now, but tonight... You'll listen to me."

The night before, Rafael had returned too late to greet Helen.

Normally, she never fussed about where he went, even if it was to the battlefield.

It wasn't that she didn't know the dangers of war, but Helen had always had complete faith in her son's invincibility.

However, this time, with most of the household sent away and the atmosphere tense, she too had become nervous.

Carissa returned the night before, Rafael had not been around. Although Carissa had said

told they still hadn't gotten up. She could hardly believe it since when were those two so lazy? Even when

Helen truly experienced what it

them appear hand in hand, both dressed in formal clothes-the

had Helen been so patient, waiting for them to properly complete all the formalities before finally

if they were to take their time and slowly offer their greetings to her, she would endure

their separate ways-Rafael to the

they needed to properly interrogate

nothing but skin and bones now, his body so thin that even with all the dirt and grime,

He kept insisting he was innocent and had only been greedy for a bit of

no need for a harsh interrogation. A simple question was enough: "Your life depends on

those words, Tiberius' already malnourished brain kicked into overdrive, and he spilled

the one thing that could be confirmed was that the private soldiers

contact with him, promising 5,000 silver coins a year to find reliable people to transport grain to Stone Village. Tiberius hadn't bothered to investigate the village himself. It wasn't like he needed to pay for the grain anyway. Plus, he was

Realizing he couldn't keep it hidden any longer, Yuvan came clean. He told Tiberius to keep

of a princely title. It's just the expenses! I was just trying