Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 393

Chapter 393

Chapter 393

Avis gripped Carissa’s wrist tightly, glancing anxiously outside. Her breathing was rapid, and she struggled to keep her voice steady.

“Listen to me. Prince Yuvan is not a good man. He has been conspiring with Grand Princess Eleanor.”

Carissa was stunned. “What?”

She hurriedly sent everyone out, instructing Violet to stand guard at the door.

“Aunt Avis, what do you mean by that?”

Avis‘ head sank, her voice filled with fear and cold dread as she continued, “Over the years, he has been secretly raising troops in Valken, funded by Grand Princess Eleanor and Lady Fiona. Those soldiers are hidden in Stonebridge County.”

Carissa knew Stonebridge County. It was Eleanor’s fief, the dowry the late king had given her.

“Do not offend him. Do not become his enemy. He is not as simple as outsiders think,” Avis sald, her breath growing weaker.

Perhaps the revelation of this secret had frightened her deeply.

“Over the years, he has caused a scandal with his favoritism and abandoning his wife. Do you really think he favors Lady Fiona? It’s just a ploy to create a bad reputation and deceive the current king.” Avis added.

Carissa was horrified.

Everyone believed Yuvan to be a worthless, idle man–at least, Carissa had thought so.

Salvador might have had spies in Valken, but Stonebridge County was Eleanor’s territory, and she hadn’t even settled there. So, why would Salvador keep an eye on Stonebridge County?

No wonder Eleanor was so brazenly amassing wealth.

After revealing this, Avis lost strength and drifted into a deep, exhausted sleep.

On the twenty–eighth day of December, Avis seemed slightly better, eating half a bowl of oatmeal for lunch and another half for dinner. She even asked if there was more, and ended up eating an additional

half bowl.

Carissa was overjoyed at her aunt’s improvement. She urged Avis to rest well, hoping that after the harsh winter, everything would be better with the arrival of spring.

Avis‘ eyes shone as she smiled faintly. “Alright.”

Carissa was wrapped up in her own joy, oblivious to the silent exchange of glances between Ivy and Jasmine, both of whom sighed quietly.

the night, Carissa and Violet heard Jasmine’s frantic knocking at the door and her choked voice coming

for breath as if she

through the night,

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peacefully in her sleep. She had not survived the year, dying quietly in the

day of December. Upon hearing the news of Avis‘ death, he held. Carissa tightly. He expected her to cry, but she

her eyes.

her voice was faint, “She’s gone. Perhaps

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her side. Thankfully, Carissa had come. Otherwise, when Avis passed,

maids who had accompanied her were from Yuvan’s household. They would send someone to report the

With no luxurious garments available, she could only dress her aunt in simple clothing while waiting for Yuvan’s people to come and take

Rafael stayed with Carissa in the carriage, while Violet rode Rafael’s horse and Travis drove the carriage. In the somber atmosphere, silence hung heavily over

all.

go. Meanwhile, she remained still, not even

and Prince Yuvan had frequent dealings, and that Prince Yuvan has been raising troops in Stonebridge County with funds

that, Rafael said, his brow

and incapable of managing his own household harbored such grand

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time they arrived at the capital, it

and joyous festival of the year

festive cheer, with households putting up decorations and

the new

away quietly, her death not causing even the slightest ripple in Yuvan’s family. As Yuvan

Carissa entered Hell Monarch Estate, she learned that Yuvan’s family had arrived and

news. Her anger was so intense, she could hardly contain herself. She felt an overwhelming urge to storm in

I left, they hadn’t yet arrived in the capital. Clearly, they’ve only just come. Instead of visiting the palace first to pay

Majesty that now, in Starhaven, only the Hell Monarch

did not want her to

rest in our room. I’ll go

of cold determination. “Why shouldn’t I see him? It’s New Year’s Eve, a perfect opportunity

her arm, his eyes full of concern. “Don’t be like this. If you’re upset, just cry it

arms, but she remained quiet and still, neither crying nor speaking. Even when she finally spoke

her head. Crying wouldn’t change anything. It would be like carving another piece of flesh from her already festering heart. Tears could

accompanied Rafael