Her Majestic Battle Cry 816

Chapter 816

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Carissa found Chaya to be a truly remarkable young woman. She had grown up in such a harsh environment, yet her focus was solely on living each day to the fullest and not compromising herself when she could avoid it.

As for her dad, Chaya felt neither love nor hatred–just disdain.

Chaya turned to Carissa and asked, “If no one is there to collect his body after the execution, where will it end up? Will they hang it up for all to see?”

“If there are no family members to give him a proper burial, he’ll be given a quick burial. They’ll only display his body for all to see if he’s the mastermind behind the treason case,” Carissa replied.

Chaya hummed in response, her curiosity satisfied.

She returned to Hayden and remarked, “There are still some leftover pound cakes at home. Let’s eat those when we get back. They won’t taste good if they sit out for too long.”

“You don’t want to watch anymore?” Hayden asked.

“I’m afraid of blood. It’s better if I don’t see it,” Chaya replied.

“Alright, let’s go. I’ll take you to the

this cold weather?” Chaya scoffed. “We could stay home, enjoy some coffee by the

to take you out to clear your mind. You’re such an ungrateful girl,” Hayden teased. Then, he turned to Rafael and sighed. “I’ve spent my whole life at the mercy

were at an execution ground and that the mood shouldn’t be so lighthearted. But seeing Hayden

mercy of women my whole life too,”

duties. Go chop off heads or whatever. I’ll be taking my little friend

on the execution ground. “It’s his head that we’re

as he

noon approached, the mournful tune for Henry’s fate began to play. With the clang of Rafael’s command emblem hitting the

it appeared almost to have absorbed blood as it shimmered a vivid red. But upon closer inspection, it was just the red sash around

fear exploded within Henry’s chest.

plank from Henry’s back and swiftly swung the

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Chapter 816

crack as the blade severed his head halfway, leaving it hanging

screams erupted from the crowd as blood

He felt disoriented, unable to process the sensations–there was no pain, just a heat radiating from his neck and the feeling of something flowing

his head rolled away with

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