Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 78

Chapter 78

“Carissa, take a bath and change into clean clothes. I’ll take you somewhere,” Rafael said.

Carissa looked up, and asked, “Where are we going?”

“You’ll find out when we get there. Everyone else, please leave. I need to bathe and change clothes as well, Rafael said.

Carissa and the generals complied, and exited the tent

In such cold weather, taking a bath required a lot of hot water. Fortunately, Ilyrian had an ample supply of firewood. It had been challenging to get a hot drink, even in the camp outside Tower City. Taking a bath was a luxury.

Since Garissa held an official position now, Rafael had sent a criminal slave to attend to her.

The criminal slave, who was about forty years old and smelled terrible, was called Thirteen. She used to run a small business in Heartshire City.

head. The competitor didn’t die, but ended up becoming mentally challenged. She was sentenced to be exiled to the military camp

bucket. She brought out her stash of soap

it a bit frizzy. Carissa’s face was also cleaned, revealing her delicate features, though her skin had lost some of its previous

a black cloak over them, and tied her damp hair into a high

Spear, removing all the blood stains and carefully straightening

the rose patterns on the

where her father and brothers had died in Ilyrian. She had only known her

her mother about the place where her family had

came to fetch her on Rafael’s orders. Carissa took her Rose Spear and stepped outside. There she saw a young, handsome man in a black cloak standing in the

and slightly rosy, though the skin around his eyes and nose was rougher. His eyes were bright, and his features bore

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the Hell Monarch. She recognized him by his eyes, as his previous beard had hidden the weathered look of his face and protected

the

in romance, her breath caught slightly when their