Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 465

Chapter 465

After Margaret took her leave, Helen hurried into the sitting hall.

However, she only found Carissa sitting alone, leisurely sipping coffee, her expression contemplative.

Helen frowned and asked, “Wasn’t Madam Winchester supposed to be here? I rushed over, thinking I’d get to have a chat with her.”

Carissa rose and curtsied gracefully. “Mother, Madam Winchester just left a short while ago.”

“She’s gone?” Helen said, out of breath, sinking into a chair. “Wasn’t she here to talk to me?”

Her disappointment was evident. She thought Margaret had been here to see her. Helen often envied Eleanor, who was always surrounded by visitors from high society.

“She was here for you as well,” Carissa explained gently. “But when she heard you were still recovering from last night’s festivities, she didn’t want to disturb you and left early.”

With just one glance at Helen’s expression, Carissa could tell what was on her mind. Her mother–in–law’s thoughts were never hard to guess.

“Overindulging in wine has its consequences,” Helen muttered, her thoughts turning to her son’s outburst the previous night. She glanced at Carissa carefully, and asked, “Did Rafael give you a hard time last night?”

throat lightly and answered, “No, he just said a few words

Helen

her son better than

everything was fine, he could be

smooth things over. She suspected Carissa had endured

was trying to cover for

thought. I know you’re in charge of the inner courtyard, and matters like taking concubines should be your decision. But if he doesn’t like it, don’t bring it up again, It’ll only provoke

for court: “If I didn’t have to attend court today,

head away and murmured, “Yes, I

avoiding her gaze, Helen sighed and called out, “Gillian, —instruct the kitchen to prepare some royal jelly

needs to recuperate.*

my lady,” Gillian replied

then asked about Serena, and Carissa relayed the events

Helen was momentarily

agreed to let her into the family? It’s clearly a setup, and not even

night before and hadn’t noticed all the details, she had pieced things together through the morning

Marquis of Ironridge’s family has upheld its reputation for over a century. They wouldn’t want

sake of that reputation, they’ll just submit? If it were up to me, I’d let people say whatever they want. There’s no way I’d allow her through the door! A little thing like her,

She knew she couldn’t outmaneuver them, so she preferred

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