Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 319

Thinking about all of this, Helen felt a mix of emotions.

When Rafael was on the battlefield before this, he would refuse any mention of marriage. The resoluteness he expressed in his letters had led her to believe that this son of hers was prepared to remain a bachelor for life.

Yet, as soon as he returned victorious, he announced he wanted to marry Carissa.

Granted, Carissa was a divorcee, but at least it meant he was willing to take a wife. Besides, after investigating, they found out that Barrett had never touched her. She was still a virgin, so it was acceptable, if only barely.

Accompanied by Gillian, Helen entered the newlywed suite on the eastern side of the building. White wedding banners adorned every wall, and new furniture was draped in white silk, tied with intricate decorative knots. The intricate knots were a traditional wedding touch, and they were called Eternal Knots, which represent eternal love and harmonious union.

Nearly every new item had a white ribbon on it. Even the large folding screen had a white shawl draped around and tied in the middle with a big, intricate bow.

Helen muttered to herself, “So many Eternal Knots–did I give birth to a son or a daughter? Why is it all so feminine?”

As she stepped into the inner room, she was met with a sea of white and gold. New brocade quilts were neatly stacked on the bed, and the bluish–white bed curtains draped to the floor. Though the bride had yet to be brought in, the room was already heated, making it comfortably warm.

All the furniture in the newlywed suite was brand new, and the quality was no less than what Helen had in her own quarters. The only things missing were the antique shelves and the antiques themselves.

Rafael had previously hinted that Helen was too extravagant and wasteful. Yet, it seemed that it was because the extravagance was reserved for him and his bride.

Helen made a round of the room, then rubbed her temples and said to Gillian, “I don’t like Carissa.”

Gillian smiled and replied, “My lady, I think everyone can see that.”

Despite her words, Gillian was actually pleased–after all, Rafael was finally getting married.

“But from the looks of it, she seems quite devoted towards me. She’s sent me several of Kyle’s paintings.”

Gillian responded, “Isn’t that a good thing? Why would that make you unhappy?”

Helen’s eyes narrowed as she snapped, “Of course, it makes me unhappy! When you accept someone’s gifts, it softens your stance. She’s already made the first move, offering kindness and gifts, and she even elevated my standing. How am I supposed to keep her in lines.

Gillian chuckled. “That’s a separate matter altogether. Keeping her in line is still necessary. After all, what daughter–in–law doesn’t have to follow the rules when she enters the household?”