Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 152

Chapter 152

As Carissa left Evergreen Palace, she bumped into Rafael.

He looked as though he was still suffering from a hangover, his complexion pale and unwell. He was still dressed in the battle–worn uniform he had worn upon returning to the capital the previous day, stained with blood and dirt.

The familiar scent of sweat from him lingered in the air as he leaned. against the red palace gate. His messy hair had been straightened out, and he now wore a gold crown. It seemed out of place with the battered uniform, making his appearance quite peculiar.

He cast a lazy glance her way, and the sunlight shone on his dark eyes, which did little to liven his demeanor.

Carissa stepped forward, and greeted him respectfully. “Your Highness, did you stay overnight in the palace?”

“Yes, I did.” Rafael nodded, giving her a cursory look. “You look quite elegant. You resemble a noble lady from the capital.”

Carissa smiled. “I am a noble lady from the capital.”

He looked taken aback for a moment, then nodded absently. “Why did the queen summon you to the palace?”

Carissa raised an eyebrow. “How did you know it was the queen. who summoned me?”

How did Rafael know?

his temples, appearing somewhat distracted. “Oh, just a wild guess. You met the empress dowager last night.

know some of the inside. details.” Carissa

to you that he wishes to take

straightforward to ask Rafael directly than to

eyes widened, and he met

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was both amused and exasperated. “How could I agree? I have always regarded the king as an older

brothers. Naturally, I viewed you both as brothers. Though our statuses have changed, the affection I felt for you two

momentarily stunned. “Older

would relay her sentiments to the king, Carissa nodded. “Yes, I’ve always

let go of the

beautiful face, unwilling matter. “Do you consider the king your brother, or do you see me as a brother as

of you, of course,”

clear to both Kylie

won’t trouble you any further. I shall take

depart

An older brother?

hell with it–who would want

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