Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 119

Chapter 119

Just when Aurora thought they would continue to torment her, she was dragged back into the wooden hut along with everyone else.

A charcoal fire had been lit inside the wooden hut, providing a bit of warmth amidst the drafts. They all crawled towards the fire, seeking to fend off the cold and the pain.

Aurora’s pants had been torn off, and the wound on her thigh prevented her from closing her legs. With the warmth in the room, the blood continued to flow slowly and pooled beneath her. Everyone was in such agony that no one paid attention to her. The hut was filled with nothing but the sound of pained groans.

Someone entered, and forced a bowl of medicine down her throat. The mixture of the medicine and the lingering stench of urine nearly made her vomit again.

She didn’t vomit, fearing they would urinate on her again. She felt that there was no chance of survival, since she was in Liam’s hands. If they gave her poison, it would at least grant her a quick death. She would accept that fate.

After Aurora drank the medicine, Edmund entered and began beating her. He kicked and punched her, leaving her face and body covered in bruises and cuts. He didn’t use a knife, except on her face.

She didn’t know what words they had carved into her face. But since she was going to die anyway,

she didn’t care.

Lying on the ground, any movement sent waves of terrible pain through her body. She felt as though her internal organs were shifting. She thought about how Barrett wouldn’t come to save her, and that she was going to die here.

soon bask in glory, Aurora felt a deep sense of dissatisfaction.

and followed the retreating forces of

closely behind her, and observed her on horseback. Hep upright and graceful silhouette,

moment, he was lost

Carissa. After the battle, they had returned to

keep watch from afar to ensure that the retreating forces didn’t raid the

little panicked, as Aurora had gone after the enemy and

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the large group of retreating Westhaven troops, neither Aurora nor the other prisoners of

were seen.

a while longer. Once they

worried. “I’m afraid they might

shook her

the case, Rafael wouldn’t have allowed her

“Why v

while they have hundreds of thousands. They could easily

no answer

right–there was no need to worry. Sandoria had lost their fighting spirit, and Westhaven was indifferent to their plight. Westhaven had achieved its objective, and Victor wouldn’t naively think that Westhaven would