Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Barrett fell silent. He had suffered a thorough defeat in today’s battle against Carissa, and it was embarrassing to talk about it.

“Is it really true?” Aurora pressed.

Barrett sighed. “Forget it, let’s not talk about this.”

Pouting. Aurora punched him playfully. “I knew you were lying to me. Anyway, it doesn’t matter how she left. As long as everything’s settled, it’s fine.

“Since she said it’s not worth sharing the position of your wife with me, I actually feel the same. The cunning methods she learned while managing the household affairs are beyond my ability to match.

That’s also where her real talent lies.”

She tilted her head and faced Barett. “I can’t learn her skills, but if you want me to sweet–talk you like her, I can manage that.”

to her chest, smiled gently, and called

dramatically. “Oh my god, that was so disgusting! How does she act like

had reminded him that Carissa never did such things. She spoke softly, but her tone was neither humble nor overbearing. Her attitude was gentle but firm, and she never spoke

skipped away happily. Although Barrett hadn’t taken half of Carissa’s dowry, it didn’t change the fact that she was gone. Aurora would soon be Barrett’s only rightful wife, without having to share the position

losses and gains were

to be

Aurora, Barrett sat down

arrived, it felt like a gust of wind had blown away the fog that

marry him after asking him a few questions. He recalled the preparations for their wedding and how reluctant he was to

whilst marching to war, he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about how he had lifted Carissa’s veil. The memory of her stunning beauty had shaken him to the core. He could hardly believe Carissa had agreed to marry him; that

friends fell in battle, Barrett no longer thought of Carissa. Instead, he focused on

that women could be valiant. Whilst on this battlefield of life and death, Carissa felt so far

crossed his mind–perhaps a woman as refined

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