Her Graceful War Song

On the twenty-fourth day of December, a snowstorm had swept through the morning. The sky was overcast, and the biting wind cut through like a blade.

Lily gazed at the gloomy sky, and prayed, "Today, our mistress is getting married. Heaven has already been unkind to the Sinclair family and to our mistress. Could you please grant us a clear day? I will pray diligently to the Lord every day."

Early this morning, Carissa was awakened and taken by the staff from Elegance Atelier. They were there to cleanse her face, ensuring it was properly cared for so that her makeup would look its best. The staff applied some sort of paste to her face, instructing her to lie still and not speak. Feeling overwhelmed and having barely slept the night before, Carissa soon fell into a deep sleep while lying down on a chaise lounge.

It was only last night that she had fully resigned herself to the fact that her master, Violet, and the others wouldn't be coming. Although she understood it was her own doing that caused their absence, it still pained her.

After a while, the paste was washed off by Sally, a staff member from Elegance Atelier. The process was thorough, requiring no effort on her part. However, Carissa woke up and remained lying still as they worked.

Three women from Elegance Atelier, all around thirty years old, attended to her. Their skin was as fair as snow, indicating their proficiency in skincare.

The excitement of Carissa's attendants was evident, especially Lulu, who had brought Ryan along to witness the transformation of his aunt into a beautiful bride.

Ryan was understanding and perceptive. He held Carissa's hand, and spoke more fluently than before. "Don't be afraid. I'm from your natal family. Even though you're getting married, you still have family with you."

Carissa felt she was failing miserably at controlling her emotions, and even Ryan could tell she was unhappy.

She grasped Ryan's hand in return. "Of course, I have family. I'm very happy today. Do you like the prince? We'll be moving to his estate soon. Have you changed into your new clothes for today? Go and change into them so that your aunt can see."

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Lulu smiled, and took him downstairs to change into his new clothes. The lively presence of the child brightened Carissa's mood significantly.

The women from Elegance Atelier were seasoned, and had rarely seen someone as both kind and authoritative as Carissa. Even less common was a bride with such stunning beauty.

When Sally noticed the hint of sadness fading from Carissa's face, she smiled and said, "Today is a day of great joy for you, my lady. No matter what worries you might have, set them aside for today. Focus only on being happy and looking forward to the future. Nothing else matters right now. Your life will only get better."

Carissa understood that this was a roundabout way of comforting her. Seeing that there were no close relatives around, Sally likely felt a pang of sympathy. Carissa wouldn't disregard their kindness-in a world often so cold, such goodwill should be cherished.

So, Carissa responded with a smile, "With your blessings, I'm sure my life will continue to improve."

"Indeed," Sally agreed. "The Hell Monarch is brave and resolute. You are indeed fortunate, and His Highness is also fortunate to have you as his wife."

Those who had seen much of the world spoke with great consideration.

Carissa herself found it almost surreal-marrying into royalty was something she had never imagined.

"Did you have a local fortune teller prepare your hair last night?" Sally asked as she applied a layer of powder to Carissa's face, preparing it for makeup. "We had one of the elders from the Sinclair family do it," Carissa replied.

"The Sinclair family is indeed fortunate," Sally said as shifted her seat closer. "Bear with me. There might be a slight discomfort."

"Alright!" Carissa closed her eyes and let the staff member expertly work on her face. The discomfort was indeed minimal, barely noticeable.

"My lady, you have such fair and smooth skin, so it doesn't require much effort," Sally commented while deftly threading Carissa's face. Sally's skill was impressive, and she spoke clearly despite working on her task.