Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 992

Chapter 992

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Trevor and Jeremiah stayed at Hell Monarch Estate for dinner. The spread was lavish, with fine wine served alongside it.

Dominic was in high spirits and was drinking freely. The three of them chatted and laughed throughout the meal, mostly reminiscing about old times. They spoke of those who had already passed, even mentioning Matthias Warren.

Jeremiah sighed deeply. “Back then, I used my connections to arrange a marriage between Barrett and Viola, all out of respect for Matthias, I wanted to make sure their family didn’t fall into decline. Who would’ve thought those two would end up as a mismatched pair? As a matchmaker, I’ve truly failed. I regret it.”

“Everyone has their own fate,” Trevor remarked. He then turned to Dominic, adding, “At our age, we can’t be too concerned with the affairs of the younger generation. Let’s focus on taking care of ourselves and enjoying a few more years surrounded by our grandchildren.

Trevor’s words carried deeper meaning. With Salvador still young and finding his footing, it was only natural for him to strategize and shift loyalties–elevating new ministers while quietly sidelining the old. After all, each king needed to build his own court.

Now that Dominic was no longer in command of Victory Pass, living out his days as a retired official didn’t seem so bad.

smiled. “You’re right, Trevor. It should be as

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Fortunately, Wyatt was now in charge. For the time being, the chance of a change

and enjoyed themselves. When night fell and they were about to leave,

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had drunk a fair amount, he was not too intoxicated and stood firm

he saw Cindy holding Leona’s

drinks, Cindy was overcome with emotion. A wave of sorrow and longing washed over her, making it hard to bear. Carissa gently linked her arm with her

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If you don’t want to, you don’t have to. Just leave them aside. When you feel like looking at them,

Carissa replied, her voice thick

Cindy’s temple.

Carissa saw them off at the city

Now, as she left, it was still the same–cart after cart of gifts, all carefully prepared by Carissa