Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry 672

Chapter 672

Darin had been abducted. But before that, she had parents and a brother. They had all doted on her. She had been mischievous, but her family had always indulged her. This rabbit figurine hadn’t been made by Violet’s brother.

It had been made by Darin’s own brother.

Yet, so many things had slipped from her memory. She couldn’t remember what her parents or brother looked like. Yes, she had grandparents too–both of whom loved her dearly. She could almost hear the gentle, loving voice from her memories.

“Oh, my little darling, when will you grow up? When will you learn to be more sensible?”

Violet quietly stood beside her, gazing at the beautiful scenery of the southern river port, and remarked softly, “What a lovely river view.”

The mention of the river felt like lightning striking Darin’s mind.

“River York! You spoil her so much that she thinks she can get away with anything. What will people say in the future?”

“River, come here quickly! Jaina has fallen and hurt her leg!”

Darin’s chest heaved with agitation. It was a cold day, yet she was drenched in sweat, the moisture trickling down her forehead.

little rabbit figurine. The things you just said happened to me. You know where

and took several deep breaths. She could only stare out the window. She

He currently works at Hell Monarch Estate as the head archivist. He entered the Hell Monarch’s service in hopes of using his powers and connections to find you. After you went missing, your father

for you in Cloud County. He can no longer move easily or search for you. He simply waits at

mother and grandfather, Jacob brought them’to the capital because of their poor health. I wasn’t sure you were Jaina York before I came here, but now I’m certain.

streamed down

survived, and that she was a precious child that was a gift from the heavens.

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Chapter 672

her a name that

have so many questions to ask you.

concern about Tamara, who

said, “There’s another floor up here where we can see even further. Would

voice was choked with emotion, she still managed to ask. “We can

trust me, I’ll take you

gasped in shock. “Doesn’t that sound a

of a little sister being particularly sharp–tongued.” You’re going to marry my godbrother. He’s a warrior. How could his wife lack courage? If you don’t want to go, then fine. We’ll