Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 227

Chapter 227

It was relatively easy to trace the matter back to Eleanor’s estate.

With so many people bought off by Eleanor, there were bound to be a few with weak nerves who, after being questioned by the officials a few times, would reveal everything they knew.

When the investigation reached Eleanor’s palace, Anthony ordered a temporary halt. He decided to visit Northwatch Estate in person to see Carissa.

When Carissa got married, the event was conducted with great discretion. There were no lavish feasts, and the Marquis of Highcrest’s family only sent three ladies to present gifts. No one attended the wedding.

Carissa and Anthony had seldom met. She had left home at a young age and rarely stayed in the capital. After returning from Meadow Ridge, the Marquis of Highcrest’s female relatives occasionally visited Carissa’s sister–in–law. Anthony had come once or twice, but Carissa, still learning etiquette at the time, had only appeared briefly to offer a polite greeting while concealing her face.

The last time Anthony had been seen by Carissa was during the massacre of her family. She had returned to her family home from the Warren family and found him sitting on the bloodstained stone steps, holding a severed and mutilated head. His eyes were dark and haunting, like the sky before a storm.

When Carissa heard he was coming personally, her hand trembled while she was doing embroidery, and she accidentally pricked her finger. As she watched the blood well up, it felt like a dark, menacing presence. Everything around her seemed to turn red.

She hadn’t expected him to come personally; she had assumed someone else would be sent to inquire.

Carissa composed herself and said softly, “I’ll change into another dress and come out right away.”

for a while, she rose to change

sister–in–law’s family. At times when she attended events while she had been with the Warren family, she would deliberately

buried deep within, where seeing

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painful memories and wounds that

dress, her hands trembling slightly

of Anthony holding Ryan’s mangled head as he sat on the ground. The memory was too

she reached the main hall, she took several deep breaths. However, her eyes

her feet were weighed down

was deep and authoritative, but

several attempts to compose herself, she finally appeared at the door of the main hall and slowly stepped inside. Instead of looking directly at Anthony, she lowered her gaze and offered a polite

the gesture with a respectful nod. “Lady Sinclair, how are

formal address felt awkward between them, their eyes betraying

discomfort.

voice trembling slightly.

her to sit. “Please take a seat

the doorway, where he squinted against the

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