Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry 784

Chapter 784

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Soon, an old steward led in a woman dressed in a pale pink gown. She had a soft, round face, and the dress clung a bit too tightly around her plump figure, especially around her midsection. She wasn’t extremely large–just enough for the ill–fitting gown to accentuate her roundness.

Even with the extra weight, her natural beauty shone through. Her features were delicate, her skin was fair with a healthy glow, and her eyes sparkled like stars in the night sky.

The steward had already informed her of their guests, so she entered and greeted them politely. Greetings, Prince Rafael, Lady Carissa. My name is Chaya Kingsley.”

Her smile was bright and sweet, suiting her softness. It was the kind of smile that instantly made people feel at ease.

“Chaya–what a lovely name,” Carissa remarked, observing her thoughtfully.

have Celeste’s seductive allure, Carmen’s prideful strength, or Cecilia’s quiet

My dad may not be good for much, but he does have some knowledge. Chaya–sounds nice, doesn’t it? But the meaning’s not great. Just a shadow, hidden and unseen. But I’ve lived quite a life here in Willowbrook Estate. Well, that’s enough. If you’re here to take me away, so be it.

you away, they wouldn’t have come with

in

glinting in her eyes. “Commander Sinclair, you truly bring honor to us women. If only I could be like you… but no, I couldn’t handle all that work. I’d rather stick to eating, drinking,

turned to Hayden. “Seems you’ve picked up

you well entertained, Great–uncle.”

a freeloader! She can’t sing or dance, yet has the nerve to say I smell like an old man. I’ll feed her up until she’s as

look of mock displeasure, his

grew more serious as she explained, “My dad sent me here, figuring that with Prince Hayden alone in the

his mouth either. Every time he speaks, a whiff of bad breath hits me. How am I supposed to serve him

to get him to send me away. I thought if I annoyed him enough, he’d be furious enough to send me out of the capital and I could just slip away. But no, he didn’t give in. He has kept me here, feeding me five or six times a day. He doesn’t let

you worried about her? Carissa

it wouldn’t be enough to save her. All I can do is live well myself and try to keep my mom from fretting over me. That’s the most respectable thing I