Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry 853

Chapter 853

After Amelia’s death, Viola had no choice but to continue managing the household.

The accounts were in dire straits. Viola was reluctant to dip into her personal savings, so she decided to take a step back and visit Charlotte. She placed the family’s account ledger on the table and suggested

that the older woman take over.

Charlotte was still grieving Amelia’s death. Her anger flared at Viola’s actions, and the older woman immediately flung the account ledger back at her.

She stormed into Rebecca’s room, declaring, “I demand a separation of the family!”

“Isn’t there already enough gossip about us? What do you think people will say if we split the family now?” Rebecca snapped, fuming.

“It’s your sins that brought this upon us! Why should I suffer alongside you? We’re separating the family! When the men come home tonight, we’ll sit down together and discuss how to divide things up.”

“You’re being utterly unreasonable! How can we separate now? The money’s gone, the properties are gone. -what do we have left to divide?”

for my residence!” Charlotte snarled, her resolute tone making it clear she was not going to negotiate or back

branch of the family has no resources, no connections! How do you think you’ll

your family sold were

out in

Viola thinking? She’s supposed to manage the household, yet she runs off to Charlotte’s side of the family?! And that wretched Amelia–she’s dead, yet she still won’t let anyone have

manage the household

merely shifted from

of anger in her heart. How dare Rebecca ask her to cover the household expenses out of her own pocket? The nerve of

covering them was not an option. Amelia’s funeral had cost a small fortune, nearly

allowances had to be disbursed, the winter clothing bills needed to

of tasks, her stomach in knots as she

effort into this place; it felt

special training, Barrett spent his days training with Violet. The training grounds were located at the Capital Guard headquarters, but Violet couldn’t be there all the time. She reserved her lessons for her three personal apprentices and only conducted large group

Crown Guard Commander, often found himself polishing

it. If it weren’t for Viola’s domineering attitude, his late sister–in–law might not have taken such a

for two days, falling in fits and starts. Valor Estate’s charcoal supply was running low, leaving the days and nights uncomfortably cold. Rebecca required a steady supply of charcoal to endure the winter, so Viola

Rebecca still caught a chill and fell ill. Her weakened