Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 330

Chapter 330

The two wedding processions collided head–on.

Barrett looked at Rafael, and Rafael looked back at Barrett.

Their gazes met, and Rafael felt nothing but gratitude. He was thankful Barrett had abandoned Carissa. However, gratitude was one thing–the fact that Barrett had previously wronged Carissa was another matter.

Barrett’s eyes were filled with a complex mix of emotions. Once, he had been just as passionate and proud while bringing Carissa into his home. Back then, he had felt like the happiest man in the world.

Yet, fate was cruel.

Now, Carissa was the Hell Monarch’s princess consort, while Barrett had married and divorced different women, never truly finding fulfillment.

Because of that, Barrett’s complex gaze was filled with traces of envy, jealousy, resentment, bitterness, discomfort, and heartache. At this moment, he seemed to fully realize that he and Carissa could never go back–there really was no connection

between them anymore.

It was this clear realization that led Barrett to say this as they passed each other: “Congratulations, Your Highness, on marrying my discarded ex–wife.”

He knew how irrational he sounded. He understood the gravity of his words, and the possible wrath of the Hell Monarch.

that, there was

merely smiled at him, reined in his horse, and replied softly, “Thank you for being

aback, watching as Rafael led his

meant by that? The one he truly loved? Wasn’t Rafael’s marriage to Carissa a

had moved away, his

was asking

the horses, had overheard the

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“Tomorrow!” Rafael uttered firmly.

day of celebration. There

man’s punishment on his wedding night just because of some minor

Rafael added, “A group

Everett’s chilling voice came from behind,” Quiet down. Is

back, facing

On this joyous day,

Estate. The journey didn’t take too long, as the residences of the powerful and

moment, the sun still hung low in the sky, slowly descending and dyeing the clouds at the horizon with a magnificent tapestry–like brilliance. It had snowed in the morning, but by noon, the skies had cleared. Now, the setting sun seemed to be

a grand and majestic beauty, even among

by the white veil. She could only see the sway of her

to move forward, but the matchmaker and Winona held her back. After another round of deafening drum music, Winona and the matchmaker finally guided her