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 my brother and my

down her fair cheeks, but she quickly wiped them away and took several deep breaths. She could only stare out the window. She

you. After you went missing, your father resigned from his post to search for you for a full decade. He only stopped when your grandmother passed away. After that, the

He can no longer move easily or search for you.

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. You’re

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had given her the name “Darin“. He said it was a miracle she had survived, and that she was a precious child that was a gift from the heavens. He said she

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her a name

you do me a favor? I have so many questions to ask

Tamara, who was sitting outside the

we can see even

managed to ask. “We can still go up? How do

me, I’ll take you up–we’ll

gasped in shock. “Doesn’t

raised her chin, exuding a haughty air reminiscent 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 just stay