Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 1013

Chapter 1013

Since their arrival in the capital, Yuvan had repeatedly asked Molly to make contact with Violet. Though they hadn’t been in touch for years, they were blood relatives. The more they interacted, the more their familial bond would naturally grow.

Carissa couldn’t compare to that.

Little did Yuvan know, Molly was incompetent and fond of throwing temper tantrums. After a few failed attempts at connecting with Violet, she was unwilling to continue and claimed her cousin was judgmental. She also said that as she was now a princess consort, she wouldn’t stand for such nonsense. Besides if the two were to rekindle their

relationship, Violet should be the one to make the first move and come to her.

This attitude baffled and angered Yuvan. To get to the bottom of things, he sent someone to investigate whether there had been any hidden bad blood between the two cousins.

He learned that there was nothing. When they were younger, they had gotten along well enough. It wasn’t until Violet joined the Inferno Guild to study martial arts that they lost

contact.

In Yuvan’s view, this was a relationship that could easily be mended.

No matter Violet’s reason for visiting, this was the perfect opportunity to repair their bond. Thus, he quickly sent someone to fetch Molly. Before long, she arrived at the study with her maid, Plum, in tow.

pleased and curtsied. “You called for me, Your

her perform the same casual, unrefined curtsy she always did. After being married into the royal family for so long, she still hadn’t shown any interest

her to the main hall. I want you to join me shortly. While she’s

excited when she first heard Yuvan had summoned her to the study,

found her cousin insufferable and haughty.

you hear me?” Yuvan

finally composed herself and replied, “Yes, I

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Chapter 1013

the door. “Let’s go. I’ll

hands. of warmth surged

wrong?” Yuvan asked

“Your Highness, this is the

they got married, she had imagined becoming a loving couple and dreamed of a deep .bond between them. Many people told her that since Yuvan had married her soon after his first wife passed, he was probably cold–hearted. However, she refused to believe it. Before he proposed, they had met once. Even though he was older, the way he

to the capital, his affection had cooled. She had wondered why- maybe it was because she didn’t know how to act with

discouraged, but there was always a lingering sense

holding her hand. It was something he hadn’t done even when