Her Graceful War Song

This statement left everyone in shock. Even the fact that Rebecca was rebuked by Sebastian was quickly forgotten.

Everyone turned to look at Helen. What did she mean? Did the Hell Monarch want to marry Carissa? A royal prince wanted to marry a woman who had been divorced?

It wasn't just the noble ladies who were surprised-even Eleanor was taken aback. She glanced at Helen, then at Carissa, her brows furrowing.

Carissa also looked at Helen with a calm expression.

This matter hadn't been settled yet, and no formal proposal had been made. Why did Helen announce it?

Besides, didn't Helen despise her? No one had asked, and no rumors had spread. Yet here Helen was, announcing it herself.

Had Helen accepted her? But the acceptance was so sudden, leaving people at a loss.

Moreover, even if it was to be announced, this wasn't the right moment. Carissa had been criticized for so long, and it was rare for Sebastian to explain in front of the noblewomen why he didn't treat Rebecca. Now, Helen had just rescued Rebecca.

This future mother-in-law was really out of touch!

Eleanor suddenly smiled-a sarcastic grin on her heavily powdered face. "Oh? Rafael wants to marry Carissa? With so many noble ladies in the capital, he fancies a divorced woman?"

Helen instantly regretted her words. She was angry with Carissa, and hadn't accepted her yet. She was against their marriage, so how could she be the one to announce it?

She really couldn't control her big mouth, and felt like slapping herself!

Rebecca was so shocked, her jaw nearly dropped. She couldn't believe that the discarded woman from her family could marry into the royal family. Carissa was going to marry the prince who reclaimed the Southern Frontier and become a powerful princess?!

Carissa wouldn't be just a leisurely princess consort without a position like Avis or Heather!

Many noble daughters on the scene had their hearts broken. Rafael wanted to marry Carissa? How could Carissa deserve this? Even if she had military merits, she was still a once-married woman.

How could she deserve this?!

Countless pairs of resentful eyes fixed on Carissa's face, accompanied by many incredulous glances, as if this was some earth-shattering news.

At this moment, Carissa really wanted to drag Helen out and harshly question her if she had lost her mind.

Jealousy twisted Serena's face. On the day the army returned in triumph, she had gone to watch. When her eyes fixed on Rafael, she couldn't look away.

Serena's heart raced. She thought that if she could marry into the royal family as a concubine, it would be a tremendous blessing. She didn't dare to think about becoming the main wife-she had some self- awareness. Though she was from a general's family, it had fallen from grace.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

However, being a concubine seemed achievable.

Now, hearing that her former sister-in-law who had been thrown out of the house could marry the Hell Monarch, jealousy gripped her heart like an iron hand.

She couldn't hold back, and blurted out, "Carissa, do you even deserve it? You're just a discarded woman my brother didn't want! How can you marry the Hell Monarch as his consort?" Rebecca immediately reprimanded her in a stern voice, "Shut up!"

With so many noble ladies and officials' wives present, Serena's outburst was disgraceful and an indication that she lacked proper upbringing. Finding a good marriage match would be difficult after this. Serena realized she had lost her composure. She paled and retreated behind her mother, but her eyes remained fixed on Carissa with venomous hatred.

Serena voiced the thoughts of many noble daughters present, but they would never say it aloud. No matter how jealous or disappointed they were, strict family training forced them to suppress these feelings. Jessica laughed derisively. "Aunt Helen, you always strive to be the best and claim your son is exceptional. Now you want him to marry a divorced woman? I bet once this news spreads, you'll become the laughingstock of the entire capital in less than half a day."

Then, Jessica then turned to Carissa with a cold smile. "Carissa, do you even understand your status? How can a divorced woman like you dream of marrying my cousin? You should know your place and leave before you embarrass yourself further!"

Her words made several people laugh out loud.

Helen's lips trembled with anger, but she couldn't think of a retort. She could only glare, first at Jessica and then at Carissa.

"Yes, I'm a divorced woman. But I can fight on the battlefield and marry into the royal family as a princess consort. This is a fortune many people can't achieve in several lifetimes. Lady Jessica, you're very envious and jealous, aren't you?" Carissa responded calmly.