Her Majestic Battle Cry 580

Chapter 580

As the carriage rolled along, the strong wind and intense sun made the heat almost unbearable. Despite the sweltering conditions, the maid showed no sign of discomfort. She seemed quite reallient.

Typically, a maid attending closely to her mistress would be delicate and avoid heavy labor.

However, this one was different.

Wasn’t this little act of hers a bit disrespectful?

Thomas sighed and chose not to dwell on

rther. They were accustomed

to living on the edge, and such tricks were beneath their notice.

Inside the carriage, Carmen had removed her vell, revealing a face strikingly similar to Celeste’s–beautiful yet distinctly cool.

With the maid outside, she spoke softly, “Lady Carissa, please save my mother.”

clearly, that wasn’t your only reason for

Carmen shook her head, a hint of shame on her otherwise composed face. “My mother ordered me to ruin your relationship

her eyes filling with tears. “Please

help you?”

could be as much a tool for

voice and said, “I can offer you a trade.

Carissa pulled her to sit beside her. Carmen froze for

putting her

moment, the maid lifted the curtain and peered inside. Then, she asked, “My lady, are you

“I’m

glanced briefly, and then let the curtain fall back

look with Violet, trying to gauge the truthfulness of Carmen’s

yet make a judgment. Regardless of whether Carmen’s story w. rue or false, Carissa and Violet needed to discuss

evening, they stayed at an inn. After dinner, Carissa deliberately instructed

Dylan nodded and left.

asking,

your mistress‘ sake, it wouldn’t be appropriate. Our group is mostly men,

became anxious, and said, “It doesn’t matter. You are all good people, and with so many of you, it would be safer for her

be traveling not too far apart even if we separate. We can

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