Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 347

Chapter 347

The scene before Helen was truly pleasing to the eye.

Her son was handsome, and Carissa was beautiful. Both of them exuded a cold, imposing match as husband and wife.

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Just a moment ago, Gillian had rushed in to report that it had been confirmed Carissa was indeed chaste, and that she had only consummated her marriage with Rafael the previous night.

Helen was quite satisfied with this news, though her satisfaction was limited to the fact that Carissa pure. As for this being Carissa’s second marriage, she hadn’t fully come to terms with it yet.

Helen sat upright, her demeanor proud, and her gaze carried an air of authority.

Suppressing his anger, Rafael led Carissa forward by the hand. They knelt down, and bowed their heads in greeting

Gillian, holding a tray, stood to the side and spoke. “The new bride offers a toast to Lady Helen!”

Carissa took the cup, respectfully offering it to Helen with both hands. “Mother, please have some wine.”

Helen waited for a moment. It was only when she saw the anger brewing in Rafael’s eyes that she slowly. extended her hand to accept the drink. She took a small sip and then set the cup aside.

“Hand her the gift,” Helen said slowly, her voice laced with a natural haughtiness.

Gillian set down the tray and took out a pair of stag and dove motive bangles, smiling as she placed them on Carissa’s wrists.

“These are a gift from Lady Helen to the new bride. The new bride should bow and thank her for this honor.”

Since her mother–in–law had given her a gift, Carissa was obliged to bow and express her gratitude. It was customary, and she complied.

After thanking Helen, Carissa stood up, and Helen began rubbing her neck. “I didn’t sleep well last night. The noise kept me up all night, and now I have a bit of a headache. Come over and massage my head.”

“No need to rush, Rafael said coldly. “There’s something I need to ask you first, Mom. Did you, by any chance, take a few Mystic Pearls from Carissa’s dowry and give them to Aunt Eleanor last night?”

Helen froze, her eyes immediately darting away–an obvious sign of guilt.

Realizing she had been caught, she quickly blustered, “Who’s been spreading such nonsense? I’ll have their tongue cut out!”

Rafael pressed on, “Mom, just tell me–did you or did you not? If you did, say yes. If you didn’t, say no.” Helen feared nothing more than the sight of her son with that stern expression–it was exactly the same as when the late king was angry.

When the late king was enraged, Helen could still rely on her charms to appease him. But trying to do the same with her son was utterly useless. Not only would it fail, but his gaze would also cut through her like

“Today, you can accompany me to Grand Princess Eleanor’s palace. Il explain the situation to her in person. Grand Princess Eleanor is reasonable. Since she made the bet, she’ll honor it, return the pearls to you,