Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 56

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Carissa followed Rafael on horseback, glancing at the campfires spaced every few steps. Her heart sank at what she observed.

The Southern Frontier originally had three hundred thousand soldiers, with another hundred thousand seconded from Victory Pass, totaling four hundred thousand soldiers. From her observations, however, not even half of those numbers were left.

Rafael had marched through twenty–three cities, reclaiming all but two. It was clear many soldiers had sacrificed their lives.

Outside the command tent, vanguards and lieutenants stood on either side. Their armor was worn, their faces weather–beaten, and their beards unkempt.

A few generals stood a short distance away from the main tent. Carissa recognized one of them- Timothy Farrell, an old comrade of her father’s. He had even held her as a child.

Timothy strode up and stopped before Carissa. He studied her face, then said excitedly, “Carissa Sinclair? Is that you?”

“Timothy!” Carissa’s eyes stung.

then he turned away. Seeing Carissa reminded

more of Hector’s former comrades approached, their eyes slightly red under the

asked, “Lady Sinclair, how is your mother’s health? Is the cold

pain in her heart, and tears nearly

matters to discuss with His Highness.

In his usual commanding tone, he ordered,

Carissa tightened

than outside, in the center stood a table with

was a bed with bedding that had turned dirty gray, tainted with the scent

sat down

curtly, “about this important military intelligence you

and

soldiers from Westhaven have entered Sandoria, wearing Sandorian soldiers‘ armor.

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second senior got this intelligence? I recall you went to the Pathfinders Guild. Is she also from the

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