Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 970

Rafael quickly returned to Hell Monarch Estate and made his way to the council hall, where Everett was already sitting in the main seat, waiting for reports.

Rafael instructed Jacob to gather information on the three female officials who had arrived this time. It was crucial to examine the details thoroughly.

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At Concord Lodge, Violet had drunk a lot of coffee and was beginning to feel uncomfortable. She excused herself and told the Westhaven guards stationed there to wait as she went to the inner chamber. Carissa also stood up to accompany her.

A maid who spoke Stellish was called over, and they were escorted toward the inner chamber. As they passed by the main courtyard of Concord Lodge, they noticed that the place was brightly lit. Sounds of an argument could be heard from within.

Carissa took a quick look and saw that most of the envoys were present, as well as the female officials from Lisandra's side. There were easily a dozen or twenty people inside, arguing. Their voices weren't loud, but some looked solemn, while others were clearly angry.

Carissa only understood a few phrases in Westic, so she couldn't catch the full meaning of the argument, but she very clearly heard the words "danger" and "very dangerous."

She stopped, trying to listen further, but the maid urged her forward. Carissa and Violet continued toward the inner chamber, gradually distancing themselves from the main courtyard, where the sounds of the dispute faded.

They exchanged a look, both of them filled with uncertainty. This didn't seem like a discussion about the upcoming negotiations. Lisandra wasn't present, and there were guards and maids around. One of them even wore the hat of a medical officer.

By the light of the passing lanterns, Carissa stole a glance at the maid, who had clearly just been brought out from the main courtyard. Her expression was one of quiet anxiety.

Carissa thought back to Lisandra's condition. She had heard that Lisandra had been vomiting during the negotiations earlier today, and wondered if the grand princess' condition had worsened.

Carissa turned to the maid leading them and asked, "Has Grand Princess Lisandra gotten any better? If not, we have a physician in the capital named Sebastian who—"

Before Carissa could finish, the maid's eyes brightened. "Sebastian Dalton? The renowned physician? Is he in the capital?"

"Yes, he's in the capital," Carissa replied, sensing that Lisandra's headache had likely intensified. "Should we send someone to invite him to check on Grand Princess Lisandra?"

The maid hesitated for a moment before shaking her head. "No need, Your Grace. Her Highness has taken medicine and is already feeling much better."

"Is she truly feeling better?"