Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 739

Alistair was in his thirties, with well-defined features and a strong, fit build that wasn’t overly large. As he approached Carissa with his men, there was a hint of disdain in his expression.

He nodded respectfully, but his eyes betrayed his arrogance as he said, "I apologize for my late arrival. I had matters to attend to. Please forgive me, Commander Sinclair."

Carissa nodded slightly, glancing at the twelve captains standing in two rows behind him. Each one looked formidable, their expressions dismissive, as if they couldn't care less about a female commander.

It was clear—the caliber of a military leader was often reflected in the nature of their soldiers.

"There's nothing much to discuss today, so let's disperse and get back to our duties…"

Before Carissa could finish her sentence, Alistair interjected, "Since there's nothing of importance and we've all seen each other, I'll take my leave. There's a great deal to attend to in the palace."

With that, he turned and strode away, completely disregarding Carissa.

Frowning, Michael called out, "Alistair!"

The man in question didn't even glance back, simply continuing on his way.

With a sigh, Michael turned to Carissa. "Your Grace, don't take it to heart. Commander Prince just has a bit of a cold demeanor. It's nothing personal."

Carissa could sense Michael was defending Alistair, so she didn't press the issue.

"Alright, let's head to the Supreme Court," she said.

The Supreme Court was indeed bustling today. Rafael had returned after resting at home for a short while, but had been busy and hadn't interrogated Eleanor yet.

There were two reasons for the delay. First, they weren't in a rush to conduct the hearing. They planned to let Eleanor stew for a few days. Second, they needed corroborating evidence to counter her potential claims. As a result, all sorts of minor officials and consuls from Harmony Palace were summoned for questioning first.

Additionally, there were some individuals who had fled and needed to be apprehended for further interrogation.

He awkwardly scratched his forehead instead as he quietly asked, "What happened to your eye?"

"I bumped into Lulu this morning, right in the eye," Carissa replied lightly, her voice at just the right volume for everyone present to hear.

This way, no one would speculate about the bruise, which certainly looked like she'd been punched. But who would dare lay a hand on a princess consort? Well, only Rafael, of course. To avoid him gaining a reputation of being a harsh husband, she figured an explanation was necessary.

Carissa cleared her throat and said, "Let's coordinate and see which tasks the Capital Guard needs to handle so I can arrange personnel."

"Sure," Rafael replied. "Matthew, you and Michael head out to liaise. I'll discuss the current developments with Commander Sinclair. Since she went to see the king today, there are likely some new instructions."

"Understood, Your Highness," Matthew responded, stepping aside with Michael.

Rafael dismissed the others, leaving just him and Carissa alone.