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.

next court session. He hoped the situation would simmer and grow, with even more voices of dissent

too quickly either. He aimed to let the matter gain traction, ensuring that the populace would be abuzz about it. If this initiative were to be realized, it needed

of commotion would be perfect. By then, the entire capital would know about it. Plus,

take time. A month was just

t

relent, as he would feel pressure to

session concluded, Rafael strolled out, hands clasped behind his back. The officials who had just condemned him now fell silent, knowing better than to speak against him alone.

Davis, followed closely behind Rafael. The minister had feigned outrage earlier. echoing the sentiments of others, merely regurgitating their words. Deep down, however, Davis found himself

a woman’s perspective. It was a skill honed over years of marriage. If this initiative succeeded,

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

to the streets, where the citizens buzzed with discussion. The reaction was

his mind? They knew that if such a

disapproved of Carissa’s actions, and even many of the women were not fully in support. Only a few–those who had a clear understanding of the

remained unspoken, hidden from view. No one would openly endorse

the