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 if she joined a larger

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

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once shared the same attitude. They had

decision not to marry, while Carissa

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

should take that up

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

to stand before Rafael

capital was relatively swift, at least faster

against him inside. It seemed they were giving each other strength–one

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

home.

station 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

they passed sent a message

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

glaring sun, their faces