Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 1001

Chapter 1001

Helen didn’t enjoy dining with her son. Their tastes were too different, and the conversation rarely went beyond a few words. But Victoria always insisted, reminding Helen time and time again that, once a month, she had to sit down with him for a meal. Otherwise, the servants would gossip and say that Rafael and Carissa were disrespectful.

Helen sighed. That was just how life was–constantly bound by all sorts of obligations, never able to follow one’s heart’s desire.

Gillian always said Helen didn’t know how to appreciate her blessings, but she didn’t believe there was such a thing as a truly carefree life. Even in the best of times, there were problems to worry about. Even the wealthiest, most powerful people had their burdens to bear.

She would enjoy the good moments when they came, and when she was troubled, she would keep to herself–she had every right to her worries.

Rafael and Carissa weren’t the chatty types, so they would ask Violet to join them for meals. Violet had a knack for lightening the mood, turning a dull meal into something lively and entertaining.

In the end, Barrett didn’t resign. A few days later, he reluctantly donned his official attire and returned to his duties.

Salvador summoned him again, hoping to see some spark of determination in his face, but there was nothing. Barrett looked like a defeated dog, radiating misery and despair.

Salvador was inwardly furious. He had originally hoped to mold Barrett into a loyal minister, someone useful for the future. A military man like him, who had fought bandits, been on the battlefield, and had fallen on hard times, was someone who could be trusted. At least he was loyal.

that while loyalty was valuable, it

a name for the Nightsteel Guard, and bring the Royal

other matters to attend to. With Barrett–proving to

sending Barrett on his way, Salvador

two men–Galen

you were crown prince. Galen is sharp and quick–witted, while Kevin is loyal and

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steadily improving his martial

an eyebrow. “Kevin Ziegler, from the Marquis of Elderglen’s family?

correct, Your Majesty,” Ian

before asking, “I recall there was someone from the Septimus Tetra reconnaissance team who joined the Nightsteel Guard–what

Ivan Lewis, Your Majesty. He’s currently a second–rank guard in the

long fingers lightly tapping on the table as his mind

he had too many tricks up his sleeve. The Nightsteel Guard