Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry 705

Chapter 705

Eleanor stepped in to defuse the tension. She cast Fiona a sharp glance to remind her to keep an eye on Molly.

Fiona was irritated. Due to her status as a concubine, she hesitated to intervene when Molly made her rounds of greetings. They had talked about this beforehand–tonight was meant to be a solemn event. It wasn’t about making connections. They should focus on being quiet, copying scriptures, and praying for the departed souls. Those were the best ways to socialize.

But from the moment Molly arrived, she started trying to make small talk and acting overly familiar, as if they were at a banquet. Hadn’t she noticed how the expressions of the older ladies had shifted?

Fiona stepped forward and said softly, “Lady Molly, let’s copy scriptures together.”

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She had brought a few holy texts, and had even copied some scriptures while attending to o the s the palace.

Molly reluctantly took a seat at a low table and began copying the scriptures. The holy texts were in a different language, so the words were complex and challenging to write. Soon enough, her wrist began to ache. She considered putting down her quill, but Eleanor’s cold glare stopped her.

watchful eye. More ladies continued to arrive.

food and candles. Eleanor wouldn’t be solely responsible

emerged, with Zane leading

to greet the priests, Mildred smiled gently. “It’s a blessing to see you and the other high priests

said, “Peace be with you, madam. It’s good to

he appeared to be in his sixties. His hair was

noblewomen stepped forward one by one to greet the priests and exchange a

but Fiona held her back with surprising strength. Molly fumed, annoyed at Fiona’s grip. She could easily break free, but the sudden movement would attract too much attention and

He was no stranger to the faces of both the wicked and the virtuous–he

faces. While Zane couldn’t change the world’s nature, he would go where he was needed to fulfill a purpose. He came each

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that what was truly needed here wasn’t him, but someone who could guide the living away from their hellish lives. If such a person appeared, he would not

a solemn nod, he and the other high priests took their seats on the platform and

burn the copied scriptures, a symbolic gesture to send blessings to the afterlife. Molly didn’t know the proper steps to pray for the departed souls, so she joined in to help with