Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry 577

Chapter 577

Carissa knew Violet was favored, but she also felt there

was more to it.

The Spencer family was a prominent and powerful clan in Ebonflow, known as royal merchants with many other businesses.

In Starhaven, everyone knew about the Spencer family. They were the wealthiest merchants in the kingdom, and their riches were said to rival a country’s wealth.

Yet, with great wealth came great risks, particularly since they supplied the court with warhorses, armor, and weapons e Ministry of Defense had its eyes on them, and at least half of the king’s attention was also focused on the Spencer family.

Currently, the head of the Spencer family was Violet’s grandfather. However, the real power lay with her father, given her grandfather’s advanced age and inability to handle so many affairs.

“What about your marriage? Have you given it any thought?” Carissa asked.

Violet replied lazily, “No, I haven’t thought about it. The people they suggest are either too high or too low in status for me. Why bother getting married? It’s more carefree not to. I can go wherever I want and do whatever I wish without being tied down.”

Carissa reflected on Violet’s personality. The latter had always been accustomed to freedom and the vastness of the world. To confine her to domestic chores would be cruel.

from a small or simple family. But if she joined a larger family, all the people and responsibilities

can afford to support me. Also, once my master retires, I’ll manage the Inferno Guild. Isn’t running a guild

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looked at Violet’s carefree and calm demeanor, recalling that she had once shared the same

not to marry, while Carissa had been married

said were just

should take that up

command, she had always felt a subtle but undeniable pressure from him, no

Carissa. Carissa was able to stand before Rafael without feeling the pressure of his orders during

the capital was relatively swift, at

giving each other strength–one no longer felt

the others could only think of one thing–they were

home.

message ahead to the capital, informing them of their approximate return date. He anticipated a welcoming

relay station they passed sent

recuperating at the relay station at Westglade and had become

faces were conted