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."

a piece of meat. "Here, I'll give

not take it. Instead, her curiosity got

you marry Mr.

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

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

"If you want to hear the story,

immediately bowed her head and ate with eagerness, waiting to hear the story. She

to the local authorities' office to meet with Bertram and Ansel

thought himself fortunate to have found a

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

the troops returned to

saw 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 life. I don't know

"I do," Elise answered.

"Well, what I felt was not quite love at first sight. That usually means liking someone the very first time you

them. But I already

heard of his

mourned his