Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 403

Chapter 403

Before the meal began, the women gathered in one area to chat, while Salvador and his uncles and brothers conversed together.

Meredith sat beside Carissa and said, “When you married Rafael, I was unwell and couldn’t attend in person. I only sent a gift, so I must apologize for not being there. Please accept my apologies, my dear sister–in–law.”

Carissa understood that Meredith was not one to look down on others–she was simply expressing her concern.

Carissa smiled and replied, “There’s no need for you to apologize. I should be the one thanking you for the generous gift. Is your health any better now?”

“I still have a cough and have had a high fever for several days. At the time of your marriage to Rafael, I was truly bedridden,” Meredith said, coughing a few times.

Her maid quickly brought her a cup of honeyed lemon tea, which she sipped, helping to alleviate her discomfort, though her face. remained flushed from coughing.

“Please take care of yourself, Meredith,” Carissa said with concern.

Meredith nodded. “Thank you for your concern, Carissa.”

Henrietta, who had attended the wedding banquet, chuckled from the side. “You should have seen how nervous Rafael was that night.. He wouldn’t even allow them to carry out the First Light Revelry in the newlywed suite, as he was afraid of disturbing the bride. His devotion was truly enviable.”

Meredith shot her a look and said, “Isn’t your husband good to you?

I’ve heard that he wakes up early every day to help you with your makeup. It’s become a well–known story in the capital.”

Henrietta’s face turned red. “Meredith!”

Carissa laughed and sipped her coffee. The harmonious

atmosphere was genuinely pleasant. She made an effort to ignore any troubling thoughts. During the New Year, showing even a hint of worry in the palace was considered taboo.

Fortunately, she had learned how to suppress her emotions.

They were discussing Leona’s husband, Samuel, the proud scholar who had taken two concubines. One of them was the head

courtesan at Fragrant Parlor, renowned for her beauty, and her redemption cost an astonishing thirty thousand silver coins..

“I never expected that scholar to be so infatuated! He used one concubine’s dowry to buy another concubine. He’s truly deserving of his title of a scholar, as he’s clever indeed. No one else would think