Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1289

That evening, Carissa handed Rafael the pill and explained its potential dangers.

Noticing the hesitation in her eyes, he smiled and said, "What's a little harm? There's medicine to counteract it. After the royal physician examines me, I'll immediately take Snowdrop Pills. On the road, I'll follow Sebastian's instructions. I'll take the medicine daily to build up my strength."

"It's still poison," Carissa countered, her brow furrowed. "Maybe we should think of another solution."

"I think this plan is fine. Sebastian is just being cautious. If the poison was truly dangerous, he wouldn't have given it to me," Rafael reassured.

Carissa looked up at him. "Should we talk to Jacob about this?"

"No need." Rafael set the medicine down and pulled her into his arms. "The fewer people who know, the better. When I collapse at the Supreme Court, Matthew can use my emblem to summon a royal physician. If the royal physician accompanies me back to the estate and sees everyone in a panic, there won't be any suspicion."

Carissa rested her head against his chest, feeling a strange sense of vulnerability. She had always been decisive, but now, her worries clouded her thoughts.

"I'm just worried. If you don't fully recover before you set off for the Southern Frontier despite taking the medicine, and then don't get proper rest on the journey, how will you be able to fight when you arrive?" Her voice trembled with concern, but Rafael's heart warmed at the sight of her care for him.

Marshal Prince. I'll just look for General Quinton and blend in

they had to take this risk. But the decision had been made, so hesitation could no

at the Supreme Court," she said, still concerned. Rafael looked into her eyes,

went to the Supreme Court. At lunchtime, he dined with Matthew and even invited Randall to join them, casually

feeling uneasy these past few days. Though he had made his choice, with his dad now rebelling and besieging Valken, he couldn't help but wonder if innocent lives would be lost. He also worried about how deeply this situation

it seemed that his position was secure for the time being, and perhaps he wouldn't

of the

do

looked at him

a question

that throughout history, it was always the common people who suffered in the aftermath of treason. But feeling like it was pointless to explain, the words

think with their heart, they wouldn't ask a question

would be easily contained and that nothing too

him further,

awkwardly muttered an acknowledgment and seemed to shrink back into himself, his