Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 1289

That evening, Carissa handed Rafael the pill and explained its potential dangers.

Noticing the hesitation in her eyes, he smiled and said, "What's a little harm? There's medicine to counteract it. After the royal physician examines me, I'll immediately take Snowdrop Pills. On the road, I'll follow Sebastian's instructions. I'll take the medicine daily to build up my strength."

"It's still poison," Carissa countered, her brow furrowed. "Maybe we should think of another solution."

"I think this plan is fine. Sebastian is just being cautious. If the poison was truly dangerous, he wouldn't have given it to me," Rafael reassured.

Carissa looked up at him. "Should we talk to Jacob about this?"

"No need." Rafael set the medicine down and pulled her into his arms. "The fewer people who know, the better. When I collapse at the Supreme Court, Matthew can use my emblem to summon a royal physician. If the royal physician accompanies me back to the estate and sees everyone in a panic, there won't be any suspicion."

Carissa rested her head against his chest, feeling a strange sense of vulnerability. She had always been decisive, but now, her worries clouded her thoughts.

"I'm just worried. If you don't fully recover before you set off for the Southern Frontier despite taking the medicine, and then don't get proper rest on the journey, how will you be able to fight when you arrive?"

Her voice trembled with concern, but Rafael's heart warmed at the sight of her care for him.

He smiled and reassured her, "I may not even replace Marshal Prince. I'll just look for General Quinton and blend in with the army. If Marshal Prince is reliable, I'll just treat the Southern Frontier trip as a little vacation."

Carissa's worry didn't ease, because it was exactly due to Oliver's unreliability that they had to take this risk. But the decision had been made, so hesitation could no longer be afforded.

"Alright. Tomorrow, take the pill at a good moment at the Supreme Court," she said, still concerned.

Rafael looked into her eyes, his gaze soft and full of tenderness. "Yeah. Don't worry."

The next day, he tucked the half pill of poison into his pocket and went to the Supreme Court. At lunchtime, he dined with Matthew and even invited Randall to join them, casually asking about his work at the Supreme Court.

Randall had been feeling uneasy these past few days. Though he had made his choice, with his dad now rebelling and besieging Valken, he couldn't help but wonder if innocent lives would be lost. He also worried about how deeply this situation would affect him.

Now that Rafael was speaking to him kindly, Randall's anxiety was somewhat soothed. If the prince still cared about his well-being, it seemed that his position was secure for the time being, and perhaps he wouldn't be caught up too deeply in the storm.