Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1622

Though there were clearly three of them sharing the tea, Elise felt as if only the couple was truly eating.

Inside one of the small meat pies, there was mostly fat. Rosalind did not care for fatty meat, so Thomas carefully picked out the fatty parts one by one and handed the rest to her.

With her small appetite, if Rosalind ate a whole pie, she would have little room left for anything else. So, after she took a bite, Thomas took the pie away and offered her a prawn puff instead, as well as gave her a bite of a stuffed cabbage roll.

"Your stomach is weak, too much meat won't sit well. When the bread pudding comes, just have a little," he said.

Elise put down her spoon and rested her chin on her hand, watching them.

Her own parents were loving too, but her mother didn't fuss much over food. When the three of them ate together, they all ate quickly. Carissa often reached for what she liked first, leaving little chance for Rafael to offer her a bite.

Yet, at palace banquets or other formal dinners, Carissa changed completely. She was always graceful and proper. She would take a small bite and chew slowly seven or eight times before swallowing a true example of careful eating. It was only then that Rafael had a chance to offer her a dish.

Thomas noticed Elise watching them so intently, while she herself had not eaten.

He looked up and asked, "Why aren't you eating? Is it not to your taste?"

Elise puckered her lips and pouted. "No one is offering me any food."

and picked up a piece of meat. "Here,

did not take it. Instead, her curiosity

Young, how did you marry Mr. Thomas in

Elise had already heard a bit about them, though not in

clear that Rosalind was still young and beautiful, though she was already a mother. Meanwhile, Thomas was indeed tall

you want to hear the story, you must eat first. When you're finished,

the story. She ate quickly, much like Carissa before her, and

When they had finished, he went to the local authorities' office

ago, even now, Thomas thought himself fortunate to have found a treasure like his wife.

cotton tree, Rosalind's eyes were filled with a tender warmth and gentle sweetness as she

the troops returned to

him at once. He rode a horse that was thin and worn, and he himself was thin, tired, and worn too. But his eyes were bright and full of

"I do," Elise answered.

not quite love at first sight. That usually means liking someone

them. But I already

of his deeds,

mourned his