Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 341

Chapter 341

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Lulu nodded in understanding and hurried off to fetch hot water, to be used to freshen up Rafael’s hands and face.

Carissa had just settled her husband onto the divan when Lulu returned and said, “Sage Adrian and Mr. Spencer, along with the other guild members, forced His Highness to drink. Deputy Ziegler said His Highness couldn’t refuse, so they poured a lot for him. They drank rose wine with people from other guilds.

Carissa frowned. “My master had someone force His Highness to drink?”

Wasn’t that just bullying? With so many guild members around, each one having a cup, they could have made Rafael drink until he vomited blood.

Why was it so

“Yes, he drank a lot. But isn’t the rose wine from the Lunar Guild supposed to be mild? Why strong?” asked Lulu.

“It’s likely that my master brewed the wine, so it’s not the kind the Lunar Guild usually provides, Carissal replied.

She glanced at Rafael, whose cheeks and ears were flushed red from the alcohol. It seemed unlikely they would be able to drink the ceremonial wine tonight, and she would probably be the only one eating all the food on the table.

lot of questions for him, especially about what Lily had mentioned to her earlier that evening. She had hoped to ask him for more details.

unconscious.

over

all go and rest. You’ve had a long day too. I’ll take

“But tonight…” Pearl hesitated.

stay outside the newlywed suite, ready to assist at any time, given that it was Carissa’s wedding night. However, seeing Rafael so thoroughly drunk, it seemed unlikely they

they haven’t had the ceremonial wine

get His Highness so drunk? They poured wine into him before he had a chance to eat. Didn’t they think about

Adrian for

was a significant and

ght for

drunk like this? He had been injured many times on the hattlefield and had been working hard since

only one feeling pained–Lily

oints to

towel to pat Rafael’s face and wipe

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regain

tell where he was and could

strong liquor, “Wait, don’t move. Let me look closely. Am I dreaming, or am I really drunk? Why does it

in front of him, but even with his eyes open, the spinning sensation persisted. Closing his eyes only made