Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 244

Chapter 244

Once the boy had fallen into a deep sleep, Carissa went to find Rafael and showed him the note Ryan had written.

The prince’s expression was complex as he read the note. Did he resemble those thugs who had beaten Ryan? Perhaps so. After years on the battlefield, he had developed a certain harshness.

Rafael sighed deeply. “We’ll take it slow. I’ll try to be more gentle.and smile at him. more often.”

Ryan needed healing, both physically and emotionally.

“You’ve worked hard throughout this journey,” Carissa said.

Her gratitude towards Rafael was beyond mere words. However, there was something she needed to clarify.

She removed a hairpin from her hair and used it to adjust the wick of a lantern. The small flame flickered, casting a warm light over her gaunt face and pale lips.

She spoke softly, “Given Ryan’s condition, he’ll need me for at least two or three more years. If our marriage is to proceed, I’ll need to bring him to your estate with me. I can’t leave him alone at Northwatch Estate.”

face remained calm, his dark eyes reflecting the lantern’s

with a reassuring gleam.

He’ll need to be with us, to be cared for, detoxified of the drug, and have his leg treated. Once he’s better, he can continue his studies or go for martial arts training. Or if he doesn’t want to do either, that’s also fine. We can still take care of him. Regardless

had happened, she realized that Rafael was genuinely dedicated to her. Even if their marriage

Ryan to lower his defenses and accept Rafael. Otherwise, how would

initial hostility once, twice, or

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in the estate

wouldn’t marry at this time, but the king’s edict was unavoidable. Now more than ever, she refused to enter the palace as the king’s concubine–not only would she be

Rafael said, “For now, you don’t need to worry about anything else. Just focus on Ryan. Don’t worry about how the people in my estate will treat

you, Your Highness,” replied Carissa,

“You don’t need to keep thanking me. Aren’t you tired of saying that all the time? I know I

I’ll head back now. I wouldn’t want Ryan to wake up in the middle of the night and be anxious if he doesn’t see me.” Carissa stood, gave a slight bow,

sleep. Sitting cross–legged on the bed, he pondered how to