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.

apology was for the time when Barrett had wanted to divorce Carissa, and Amelia had been too much of a coward to say a word. Then, she wanted to thank Carissa for the genuine kindness she had shown

able to redeem the jewelry she had pawned off, but perhaps Carissa could get it back. It was originally Carissa’s, but sadly, Amelia

howling wind as horses charged towards

her path, and Carissa quickly pulled on the reins, stopping her horse before jumping

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

In the darkness, she looked even more fragile, as if she were just a pole standing upright. Her cloak billowed in the cold wind like a

“Amelia, it’s me, Carissa,”

her former 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 to her now. Amelia pulled tightly on her fluttering cloak. She didn’t say anything but just cried loudly. She hadn’t cried until Carissa arrived–that was when the dam

dismounted quickly and rushed 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 gravity of the situation. He stood there and frantically shouted, Amelia, please come down! Don’t do this. You’ll scare everyone!

need to come down–Mom will be furious

an

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

let’s talk this out. If I’ve upset

him, anger flashing in her eyes. “Don’t get too close! Step back a

fixed anxiously on Amelia’s feet.

to see me? I’m coming to you, so you can say

just cried, her sobs growing more subdued. She