Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry 859

Chapter 859

A storm of opposition swept through the court.

“This is preposterous! If such a place is established, what will become of the principles of obedience and virtue?” one official shouted, his voice rising above the others.

“Indeed! This will only embolden women, making them disrespect their in–laws, stir up jealousy, and even cause chaos in the household,” another added vehemently.

“I don’t think this reflects your views, Your Highness. This is clearly Her Grace’s idea, right? To please her, His Highness is willing to sacrifice men’s dignity. How laughable!” came another scathing remark

Salvador sat on the throne, observing the uproar below He occasionally pursed his lips or let a small smile slip, but this was a true spectacle. Since Rafael returned from the Southern Frontier, praise for him had flowed like a river, while criticism was a rare bird.

He sighed inwardly.

Ah, Rafael was still too young. He had struck a nerve with the officials. If women had an escape route, how could they be controlled? Rafael thought he was winning the hearts of the people, but in doing so, he lost the support of the scholars.

This strategy was Rafael’s miscalculation.

remained indifferent, only suggesting that they revisit the topic at the next court session. He hoped the

gain traction, ensuring that the populace would be abuzz about it. If this initiative were to be realized, it needed to make a significant commotion so

commotion would be perfect. By then, the entire capital would

accommodations would take

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confident Salvador would eventually relent, as he would feel pressure to comply with no real

The officials who had just condemned him now fell silent, knowing better than to speak against him

The minister had feigned outrage earlier. echoing the sentiments of others, merely regurgitating their words. Deep down, however, Davis found himself in agreement–he truly supported Rafael. If it were possible, he would have raised his arms in enthusiastic

three decades under the thumb of his wife, Hannah, he now found himself thinking from a woman’s perspective. It was a skill honed over years of marriage. If this initiative succeeded, Hannah would be overjoyed.

to be involved in such a meaningful project. Once

she wouldn’t be so fixated on his shortcomings. Sighing inwardly, he reflected on how, at her age, she had a knack for being in an irritable mood for

citizens buzzed with discussion.

the Hell Monarch could be so foolish. Had he lost his mind? They knew that if such a place for discarded women was

of Carissa’s actions, and even many of the women were not fully in support.

hidden from view. No one would openly endorse

an uproar over the issue.