Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 1015

Chapter 1015

Yuvan returned to the study,

There, Wayne set down the scroll he was reading, and rose to his feet. “Your Highness, why did Violet come? Has Lady Molly spoken to her?”

Yuvan’s voice was laced with disdain as he said, “She’s a fool. She’s associating with Jessica in secret, and even went against Carissa just to help Jessica.”

Wayne shook his head. “Your Highness, marrying her was a mistake. She has no standing‘ in the Spencer family. Even the head of the Spencer family is unwilling to engage with you for her sake. She’s of no help at all.”

“How was I supposed to know she was this stupid?” Yuvan muttered, sitting down.

His eyes narrowed with a dangerous glint.

“Violet is a hundred times better than her. When she came today and slapped Molly, she warned her and left–sharp, decisive, and without hesitation. Watching her, I felt a deep regret. If I had married her, not only would I have gained the full support of the Spencer family, but I’d also have an invaluable ally. She would be worth more to me than so many others.”

“Your Highness, we’re surrounded by enemies on all sides. You must tread carefully and avoid provoking anyone from Hell Monarch Estate for now,” Wayne said cautiously.

However, Yuvan was lost in his thoughts, consumed by his plans. “Molly is useless. She should step aside and let someone more capable take her place.”

was startled. “Your Highness, you can’t possibly mean… That’s unthinkable! Violet is a wild mare, impossible to

wife so the noble ladies of the capital won’t associate with her. But Violet has connections here, and she’s close friends with Carissa. If I

thinking too simplistically. The same strategy can have vastly different outcomes depending on the people involved. If your heart is unsettled, you’ll only become impatient

with frustration as he snapped, “I can’t give up! I’ve worked for years to get here! How could I just

took a few deep

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right. I’ve been too hasty. But I just can’t figure out the king. It’s as if he’s never suspected me. Whenever he sees me, his gaze unchanged. This man’s thoughts run too deep. I’ve

already begun to suspect him and had made no attempt to hide the fact that he had sent spies to watch his every move. Yet, each

nothing, the more elusive he became. Over time, it created a sense of unease in those around

a clear answer. Whenever the topic of warhorses and weapons

was no longer useful, and even the few plans he put in motion had failed. The continuous loss of men and resources had drained him of the

then there was

this. Even if I’m not aiming for

features. Yet, there

eyes.

her to submit to me, whether willingly or not. Once she loses her innocence, she will