Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192 

Clenching her teeth, Carissa said to Lilly, “Starting tonight, I want you to teach me embroidery. I need to make a perfect handkerchief.” 

Mistakes made in youth must be corrected. 

Carissa could accept her own imperfections, but she could not accept that she had handed out subpar work to everyone. 

However, she was puzzled. While she could understand why her mother had kept her handkerchiefs, why would Rafael want to not only keep them, but also carry them around? 

There was a fleeting thought that she couldn’t quite grasp. Did Rafael have a fondness for unattractive things? What peculiar taste 

he had! 

As the two senior maids organized the storeroom, Frederick took the opportunity to tell Carissa that Jason had sorted out the account books and wanted her to review triem. 

*Alright, leave them in the study. I look them over tonight,” Carissa 

said 

Frederick nodded. ‘The accounts for the farms and shops have also been organized. Jason has summarized the totals and provided detailed breakdowns. I glanced through them and found them to be well done. The people Mr. Sinclair hired are indeed reliable.” 

The accountant had been recommended by Solomon, and since the Sinclair family did well in business, Solomon’s recommendation was trustworthy. 

Lulu, Pearl, and the others were arranging outfits for Carissa. With so many people expected at tomorrow’s event, Carissa needed to stand out. 

Just then, Luke arrived to ask if Carissa would be attending Eleanor’s birthday banquet the next day, so she went out to personally respond. 

“Please inform His Highness that I will be attending.” 

Luke nodded. “Understood, my lady.” 

Knowing Rafael had sent Luke over to gauge her intentions, Carissa added, “Tell His Highness that if he doesn’t wish to attend, he needn’t worry about it. I can handle things on my own.” 

Luke chuckled. “My lady, you misunderstood. The reason His Highness sent me to ask was to inquire about what gift you’ll be bringing if you attend.” 

Carissa looked at the plump, kindly steward and replied, “A painting- one painted by my senior, Kyle Spencer.” 

“Oh!” Luke’s voice was filled with a mix of emotions, tinged with regret. “Then… I see…” 

Kyle’s paintings were rare and valuable. To give one to someone like Eleanor, who was known for her pretentious taste, seemed like such a waste.Luke was visibly distressed by the thought of such a 

precious artwork being squandered. 

Carissa noticed his pained expression and smiled. “My senior’s works include both his proud masterpieces and some he casually discarded. I’m a bit of a hoarder, so I’ve collected both his treasures and his cast–offs. If you’d like, I can give you one of his masterpieces. 

Luke’s expression brightened instantly, and he waved his hands vigorously. “No! I wouldn’t dare take a masterpiece. I’d be very grateful for one of the cast–offs you mentioned, though. I promise to treasure it.” 

“Very well,” Carissa agreed without hesitation.