Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry 775

Chapter 775

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Rafael agreed with Carissa’s approach. After all, these were innocent people caught in the crossfire.

From the moment they were born, the daughters of Henry’s concubines had been destined to be used.

That alone demonstrated that Eleanor had harbored trensonous thoughts for many years. If Eleanor claimed Rafael was the mastermind behind the rebellich, Salvador wouldn’t believe it, nor would the officials or the common people.

“If we’re going to protect them, we need to keep a close watch on them. Some of then have spent many years in noble households and know each of those familles‘ weaknesses. We can’t allow them to be exploited again.” Rafael said.

“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing,” Carissa replied confidently.

The royal edict was delivered to Ironridge Estate, stripping Jessica of her title, reclaiming her lands, and removing her from the ranks of the inner court. Jessica was condemned to a life as a commoner, without the possibility of regaining her title. This meant that even if it was eventually confirmed that she hadn’t been involved in anyone’s death, Leopold could not request a title for her.

If it was discovered that she had committed murder of had incited others to do so, she would face legal repercussions according to the law.

royal edict to Ironridge Estate.

as she shouted, “You might

• royal guards blocked her path and kicked her away, sending

cast Jessica out. Instead, she chose to investigate the matter internally, confining Jessica under

Jessica had nearly caused Leopold’s death, there was no way anyone in the Marquis of Ironridge’s household

day, Carissa arrived at Oakspire Estate with Michael in

family’s dignity by bringing the Capital Guard to Edgeview Estate without evidence. Norman was known for his upright character, and he had a notoriously explosive temper. Even in his old age, he would roar like

to bring the Capital Guard to Oakspire Estate, she would be allowed to enter but

wary of the estate and would stay

up,

the morning, he received word that the commander of

ordered, “Don’t

had once led troops to the Southern Frontier, hoping to drive out the people from Sandorin. Unfortunately, he had failed to accomplish that mission before his retirement Throughout his life, he had amassed a formidable record in battle, but the repeated

fellow military man, he naturally respected Hector but grudges were clear–cut. Hector was one thing, and Carissa was another. Even if Carissa

hero was the Hell

Carissa was Carissa. Even as