Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 327

With the dowry already dispatched, it would be less than half an hour before Carissa was to be married.

Rafael had previously promised to personally come for the bride, so Carissa's tear-streaked makeup would once again need to be attended to by the staff from Elegance Atelier.

Yet Carissa couldn't stop crying. She pounded on Adrian's chest, then struck Kyle's arm, and finally clung to Winona.

"Winona, I thought all of you wouldn't come. I was so distressed. I thought all of you didn't want me anymore."

Winona's smile was tinged with sadness as she gently wiped Carissa's tears. Her eyes betrayed the weariness and sorrow she felt.

Oh, the younger woman she saw as a younger sister had endured so much suffering and hardship.

She felt her heart ache. After wiping Carissa's tears, she said gently, "Let's stop those tears, okay? Today’s supposed to be the happiest day of your life, so you need to look the most beautiful. How can you be crying?"

Winona was tall and graceful, and she appeared like a refined young lady at first glance. Few knew of her remarkable Lightfoot Skill, or how adept she was at hiding and disguising herself.

She was the top scout in the martial world and, in addition to being the second apprentice of the Pathfinders Guild, she was also the head of Skywing Spire. Although she had entrusted the day-to-day management of Skywing Spire to her deputy, she had come personally as a representative of Skywing Spire to add items to Carissa's trousseau.

The staff of the Elegance Atelier were seasoned professionals, but the sudden influx of martial world figures, all dressed in fine clothes and not the usual shabby attire of the wandering heroes, surprised them. To those who didn't know better, it might have seemed like a gathering of noble families.

Sally had intended to help Carissa with her makeup, but she could only stand by and wait until Carissa had finished her emotional farewells and stopped crying before she could attend to her.

Carissa had just managed to dry her tears when she noticed Everett standing next to Kyle.

Feeling another wave of grievance, she said, "Sage Everett, I'm not crying out of sadness. I'm just so happy that I can't stop the tears. Please don't punish me."

Everett Watson glanced at her with a faint smile. "I'll let it pass this time. But if you cry again, I'll poke your eyes."