Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 888

Chapter 888

The thick curtains were drawn so tightly that not a breath of air could pass through. There were four or five charcoal burners scattered throughout the room. With the windows slightly open and the charcoal not producing smoke, the air circulated just enough to make the room warm without feeling stifling.

Horace moved a stool into the second layer of curtains, then approached and gently placed the hand of the person lying in bed on the edge.

“Mr. Wright, please sit and check His Highness‘ heart rate.

Seth sat down, intending to lift the curtain to see Harvey’s face, but Horace stopped him.

“His Highness mustn’t be exposed to the cold.”

“It’s necessary to observe his complexion, not just his heart rate,” Seth said, frowning.

What was going on?

* Harvey was sick it was only right to focus on treatment.

Keith stepped forward and pulled back the curtain with one swift motion. The figure lying in bed was trembling uncontrollably–he was clearly not Harvey.

As Horace’s face drained of color, his mind raced with several possible explanations, but none of them were plausible. They had never expected any issues with this. No one had ever paid much attention to Harvey and his family. Over the years, whenever the prince left the estate, no one had come to inquire. “This is truly absurd,” Seth said, stunned. “You got someone to impersonate Prince Harvey?”

honest, His Highness has gone to a secluded residence to rest, but Her Grace

shall we

nodded slightly. “Lady Heather, we’ll take

more at the figure on the bed. Though covered by blankets, the coarse fabric

had made a servant sleep in Harvey’s bed. How would

at Heather. “Is His Highness

a long time.” Keith said nothing more,

to Victoria. Upon hearing the news, she wasn’t the least bit

murmured, “A silent dog can bite the

turned to Solana, instructing. “Go and inform the king that he’s to join

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Majesty,” Solana accepted the command before

not unusual for the queen dowager and the king to dine together in the palace. Salvador was an extremely devoted son, and whenever he had time, he would come to accompany Victoria. The queen dowager usually ate in silence, without discussing

to clear the dishes and brought them water to rinse their

has been ill for some time. Today, I sent a royal physician to treat him, only to find a servant lying in his bed. That family, despite their quiet appearance, is utterly

eyes flickered for

lack of discipline. It was far worse–there was something

not

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