Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry 689

Chapter 689

Daniel struggled to rise, but his body felt weak, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. Just then, the door creaked open, so he quickly turned his head to look.

A figure stepped around the screen and entered. It was a woman.

She wore her hair in a loose bun, adorned with a delicate hairpin, and was wearing a pale blue top with white accents. Over it was draped a smoke–colored satin coat that flowed elegantly. She appeared to be in her forties, with only faint signs of aging on her face. Yet, her expression was stern and commanding. radiating the authority of someone in power.

Behind her, another person entered and moved a chair to the bedside. The woman then slowly sat down, her cold, sharp gaze locking onto Daniel’s wide, confused eyes.

“Who… who are you?”

Daniel had never met Eleanor, but he knew her status must be significant.

As Eleanor observed the panic in his eyes, an unsettling feeling surged within her. It was as if a flame had been doused by a sudden downpour, leaving no embers behind.

The two men’s faces bore similarities, yet their demeanor and courage were worlds apart.

“Are you afraid of me?” Eleanor asked slowly, not bothering to conceal her disdain any longer.

Why did

attire, Daniel realized the likelihood of her bringing him here

being in a state of heightened tension, which would undoubtedly lead to dissatisfaction and targeting from some people. They had

family reduced to having only cowards like

clenched his fists, a steely glint emerging in his eyes. “No matter who you are, you clearly know my identity, which means you have a purpose for abducting me. What do

watched as his fear began to fade, replaced by the distinctive pride that members of the Sinclair family were known

of the Sinclair family should be.” She reached out, wanting to touch the icy face before her. It was this very face–cold and distant–that rejected her and kept her at arm’s length,

those

goosebumps spread across his body in an instant. He flailed his arm weakly, but missed

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Her eyes betrayed an emotion

face. The sensation of her watching him- yet seeming to look beyond him–sent

It terrified him.

roared from deep

His voice lacked any

chair with a languid demeanor. Her elbows rested on the

look alike, but the feeling when I touch you is