Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 404

Chapter 404

Helen’s words drew scornful glances from everyone present towards Heather.

Heather felt a mix of grievance and shame. She looked at Carissa, hoping the latter might say something on her behalf. Yet Carissa’s expression remained indifferent, her eyes betraying no emotion. Heather had no choice but to give up.

However, Heather silently resented Carissa.

How could she not speak up for her own aunt? How would she face Melanie in the afterlife after acting this way?

Everyone continued chatting for a while before Eleanor finally returned. After the customary exchanges of greetings, everyone resumed their seats.

As if the tension between them had never existed, Carissa greeted Eleanor with a respectful nod. Eleanor was even better at masking her feelings, and she gave Carissa a warm, attentive glance.

Victoria inquired about Ruth, and Eleanor replied, “Mom’s health has improved somewhat, but she won’t be joining us for the New Year’s Eve celebration tonight. With the cold weather, she needs to avoid. worsening her condition.”

“Of course. I’ll have the royal physician pay extra attention to her. Don’t worry too much,” Victoria reassured.

“Thank you, Your Majesty,” Eleanor said.

As it was nearly time for the feast, the palace servants came to escort them. Everyone stood and followed Victoria to the dining hall.

+25 BONUS

In public, the king and queen displayed their harmonious affection, though everyone knew Salvador’s current favorite was a concubine named Sylvia. Tonight, Sylvia could only watch as the king and queen showcased their love.

Consequently, Sylvia observed how Salvador’s gaze frequently wandered toward Rafael and Carissa. The Hell Monarch and his wife. were indeed affectionate. While seated, Rafael would pick out dishes for his wife and place the ones she disliked into his own bowl.

Sylvia noticed Salvador’s gaze towards them was particularly complex, though it quickly returned to its usual demeanor.

Recalling the rumors she had heard, Sylvia remembered that Salvador had originally intended to bring Carissa into the palace as a concubine.

Carissa held Ryan’s hand, and performed a respectful curtsy to Victoria and Kylie. “I will take my leave.”

Salvador’s gaze lingered on her face as he smiled. “Carissa, you should spend more time in the palace to accompany the queen dowager. She often thinks of you.

“Of course, Your Majesty. I’ll keep your words in mind,” Carissa replied.

Salvador gave a slight nod, his gaze still fixed on her, making Carissa hesitate to look up.

It was Kylie who finally spoke up, “You should head back now. Ryan looks tired.”

“Yes, I will take my leave.” Still holding Ryan’s hand, Carissa turned and left.

Sylvie made a dismissive sound and looked at Salvador, who was still watching Carissa’s retreating figure, his gaze lingering for a long time. There was an emotion in his eyes that she had never seen before–it was the same warmth that had been present when Rafael had looked at Carissa.

being infatuated with Carissa’s beaty?