Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 565

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Upon arriving at the inn, Kayla collapsed to her knees as soon as she stepped out of the carriage, her legs numb and weak from exhaustion. She had endured so much, both physically and emotionally.

Carissa helped her up as Kayla said, “Hurry, take me to him.”

The greatest torment of Kayla’s journey had not been the motion sickness or the jostling of the carriage, but the constant worry about Lawrence’s condition.

Carissa supported her inside, and Rafael approached them. The couple exchanged a glance, and Rafael nodded, a silent assurance that Lawrence was still alive.

Carissa breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she looked at him deeply concerned, noting how much weight he had lost.

She assisted Kayla up the stone steps and to the door of the room, Everyone stepped aside, allowing Kayla to see her husband lying on the bed.

She paused at the door, covering her mouth with her hands. Tears quickly blurred her vision, and they began falling in large, heavy drops.

Just when everyone expected her to break down in tears, Kayla wiped her tears away with determined strokes. She eventually managed a faint, trembling smile as she approached her husband.

She sat at the edge of the bed, first gazing at his face. After all the days of treatment, the swelling had mostly gone down, though bruises remained. The wounds at the corners of his mouth and eyes had largely healed.

skin, and the bright red medicinal cream smeared across his face stood out against his complexion. His lips were a deep purple,

Kayla felt a

eyes, which were initially unfocused. And then, as

hand touched his face did the reality of her presence sink

a smile, her trembling hands and lips somehow conveying vulnerability

I’m

for her hand, but he couldn’t lift his arm. Kayla quickly took his hand gently. noticing the fingers coated with medicine.

head ached intensely

regaining her composure, When she looked at him

I’m

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had not spoken since arriving at the inn. Now, he moved his lips a few times before

as if they were pinned there. The dreams he had cherished over the years were now realized, and despite his muddled state, he could still feel the

this–seemingly fragile, yet stronger than

better!” he

someone let out

verge of tears, Sebastian had been adamant these past

dare to

crying, only to see Sebastian jogging out of the