Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry 842

Chapter 842

One of the capital guards immediately dashed off to find a torch.

Violet noticed Amelia had closed her eyes. She looked utterly exhausted and freezing, her whole body

shaking.

“Amelia, don’t fall asleep! You wanted to see Cari, right? She’s on her way! Please, stay awake!” Violet

shouted.

Amelia opened her eyes, gazing at the raging river below. She had always been timid, and fear gripped her now, but standing there felt somehow better than being at Valor Estate.

All she had to do was jump, and it would all be over.

She couldn’t even remember why she had come here. Her mind felt numb, void of any sensation other than the cold. She still clutched the pawn ticket in her hand, which she intended to give to Carissa. She wanted to apologize and thank her.

divorce Carissa, and Amelia had been too much of a coward to say a word.

the jewelry she had pawned off, but perhaps Carissa could get it back. It was originally Carissa’s, but sadly, Amelia had spent all the money from pawning it off. She hoped her former sister–in–law wouldn’t hold

broke through the howling wind as horses charged towards the

path, and Carissa quickly pulled on the reins,

dark. Two capital guards held torches, but the flames couldn’t reach

could barely make out Amelia’s figure. In the darkness, she looked even more fragile, as if she were just a pole standing upright. Her cloak billowed in the

“Amelia, it’s me, Carissa,”

sister–in–law, especially now that she was contemplating suicide, Carissa found it hard to call her “Madam Amelia” or “Mrs. Warren“. Perhaps those terms of address felt too distant

towards her. “Amelia, what are you doing?” “Don’t come any closer!” Amelia shrieked, one foot slipping dangerously as she almost lost her balance. A gasp went through the crowd, and everyone’s hearts raced in

in his tracks, realizing the gravity of the situation. He stood there and frantically shouted, Amelia, please come down!

down–Mom will be furious if she finds

an

I don’t want to go back!” Amelia’s voice was a mournful roar in the

this out. If I’ve upset you, I

anger flashing in her eyes. “Don’t get

Amelia’s feet. He was terrified

so you can say whatever

cried, her sobs growing more subdued. She remained silent for a