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.

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

my family who remain unmarried. There’s no pressure. With my family’s wealth, they can afford to support me. Also, once my master

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she had once shared the same

decision not

but sneer, “Also, those things you said were just empty words. You said we’d

take

Having once been under Rafael’s command, she had always felt

to stand before Rafael without feeling

to the capital was relatively swift, at least

giving each other strength–one no longer felt nauseous, and the other was

could only think of one

home.

return date. He anticipated

every relay station they passed sent a

group of tanned–faced men had spent some time recuperating at the relay station at Westglade and had become somewhat fairer.

under the glaring sun, their faces were