Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry 781

Chapter 781

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Gareth suddenly exploded in fury. He jumped up and slapped Cecilia harshly across the face.

“You treacherous woman! After everything I’ve done for you, you dare betray me?!” he roared with outrage. Cecilia fell to the ground, blood slowly trickling from the corner of her mouth. She braced herself on the ground, still kneeling, though tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes.

Her lips quivered, her voice breaking as she said, “I’m sorry… I have no excuse. I know my sins are unforgivable.”

“You’ve doomed us all!” Gareth spat as he fiercely kicked her. “I once asked you if you had any family and you told me you were an orphan! How dare you lie to me?!”

Cecilia’s body trembled as she let out a muffled sob, knowing there was no hope of ever regaining Gareth’s pity or love.

Carissa let out a barely audible sigh as she watched from nearby. Thankfully, the king had already made his decision yesterday about the daughters of Henry’s concubines. Otherwise, the Duke of Oakspire’s family would have been done for after this revelation, with none of them able to escape unscathed.

Now that Salvador had declared the women victims in this matter, he wouldn’t go back on his word. Putting off visiting the Duke of Oakspire’s family and the Quinton family had indeed proven to be a good decision.

Looking at Cecilia, who lay sobbing on the ground, Carissa asked, “The two blueprints you took–were they for armor and ballistae?”

of Oakspire’s family, so they instantly

false glory. If she

declared that Cecilia had stolen the armor and ballistae blueprints and taken her away.

Carissa was giving Cecilia a chance now. If the latter answered that she hadn’t taken such blueprints, there was

weapons.

Cecilia, their

as he warned,

with tear streaks glistening on her cheeks, her delicate face filled with

Since my mom died, I’ve stopped listening to Grand Princess Eleanor’s orders. I have children in this

to settle before everyone turned their

was Norman, Gareth, or anyone else from the Duke of

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Norman looked more afraid than he ever had in

of Oakspire’s family had treated Carissa and the Capital Guard today–barring them entry, hurling insults, even splashing water to drive them away. The arrogance of it all was enough to make them feel humiliated

out charges against the Duke of Oakspire’s family wouldn’t be hard for

crying softly, but

hung in the air, broken only

“Lord Norman, keep an eye on her yourself. Until this