Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 882

Chapter 882

At first, Violet tried to keep things relaxed with her apprentices. After all, it was the New Year–what was the point of acting all high and mighty as their mentor?

But when she saw the three couples treating her with such reverence, and when Max’s wife, Esther, personally took a cup of coffee from a servant and handed it to her, she realized that the role of a mentor had to be taken seriously. The other two women stood by Violet’s side attentively, as if she was their mother–in–law.

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point, even Violet had no choice but to play her role. Still, she couldn’t help but wonder–did it really have to be this way?

Back at the Inferno Guild, she wasn’t treated like this. Most of the time, it was her mentor who pampered her. As for serving refreshments, that was usually left to the new apprentices. What business did she, a senior apprentice, have doing that? But when she first joined, no one had treated her that way either.

A sense of guilt stirred within Violet, and she found herself missing her mentor a little.

The next day, Travis packed up large bundles and headed off for Meadow Ridge. This time, he took Leah and Alana along, as it had been a while and it was time to visit their mentor.

monthly stipends, but Leona had bought them many gifts–mostly fabric and some daily necessities for

were taking two horse–drawn carriages, both

didn’t want money, Carissa had given Travis extra funds,

without hesitation.

makeup last time, which earned him a good scolding from his mentor. But he didn’t let that stop him this time. He had his reasons–women had the right to beautify themselves. Whether or not

anyone used the makeup, they would face punishment, Travis didn’t care. If it meant looking beautiful, then it was worth the price. Surely, they would accept the

Hell Monarch Estate continued to be as busy as ever, with new invitations arriving every day–either formal invitations to pay respects or requests for Carissa to visit others. Rafael had his own round

Estate was all for Chaya. Hayden’s son was now a county duke and couldn’t return to the capital without a royal edict. Usually,

Year was largely due to his own preference for keeping to himself. The only

they had finished their meal and spent some time conversing with the elderly man, Rafael finally asked, “At the palace banquet, you mentioned Uncle

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it was just a front he had put

more than he let on–Rafael had been aware of this for some time. But Hayden had never involved himself because his family was at their fief. Whether it was offending

at the banquet

looked at him helplessly. “Would you believe me

Rafael paused, exchanging a surprised glance