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.

marry someone from a small or simple family. But

no pressure. With my family’s wealth, they can afford to support me. Also, once my master retires, I’ll manage the Inferno Guild. Isn’t running a guild better than getting

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

was resolute in her decision not to marry, while

Violet couldn’t help but sneer, “Also, those things you said were just empty

take that up

thought. Having once been under Rafael’s command, she had always felt a subtle but undeniable pressure from him, no matter how approachable

stand before Rafael

journey to the capital was relatively swift, at least faster than

rested against him inside. It seemed they were giving

only think of

home.

staff to send a message ahead to the capital, 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

station they passed sent a message to the

the relay station at Westglade and had become somewhat fairer. As

under the glaring sun, their faces were conted with a reddish–black