Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 1518

With Salvador having summoned the court officials to the royal study, the discussions continued late into the night. It was only when Sebastian stepped in to interrupt, informing them that the hour had grown late, that the session came to a close.

"Has it really gotten this late? Let's call it a night, then. The palace gates will be locked soon," said Salvador, stretching his arms with a smile.

Despite the late hour, the king appeared to be in high spirits, especially with the color back in his face. He hardly resembled a man suffering from illness.

Carissa waited for Rafael to finish his meeting before leaving the palace with him. Exhausted, she leaned against his shoulder and drifted into a deep, drowsy sleep.

When the carriage arrived at the estate, Rafael lifted her into his arms. Carissa, half-conscious, recognized the motion but was too tired to protest. She simply let him carry her inside, finding comfort in his strong embrace.

Over the past three months, she had only been able to sleep soundly at Victory Pass. Everywhere else, she remained on high alert. But now, back in the safety of her home, she felt herself relax completely and drift off into a deep slumber.

Yet, something felt a little off—she couldn't shake the sensation of hot hands moving over her.

Her eyes were closed, and her voice was hoarse from sleep as she murmured, "Did you forget what Sebastian said?"

A warm voice whispered in her ear, "Sebastian said it's fine now."

Carissa opened her eyes and met Rafael's burning gaze. "Really?"

"Absolutely."

The words had barely left his lips before they were pressed against hers.

The fire was ignited, flames of desire sweeping through them, raising the temperature of the room. They were lost in each other, the long absence making their reunion feel all the more intense.

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