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.

couldn’t marry someone from a small or simple family. But

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

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had once shared the same attitude.

decision not to marry, while Carissa had been

help but sneer, “Also, those things you said were just empty

take that up with

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

stand before Rafael without feeling the pressure

to the capital was relatively swift, at least faster than

seemed they were giving each other strength–one

the others could only think of one thing–they were eager to

home.

informing them of their approximate return date. He anticipated a welcoming ceremony and a grand affair from the Ministry of Protocol, especially with the two sons of the Minister of Protocol

station they passed sent a message to the

time recuperating at the relay station at Westglade and had

their faces were conted with a reddish–black