Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 1038

Chapter 1038

Ignoring the late hour, Rafael sent someone to the Quinton family’s residence with a notice of his visit the following day.

“Since he went against my senior guild member, he can forget about getting any sleep tonight,” the prince quipped.

Carissa’s lips curled into a smile. “I’ll go with you tomorrow to see Madam Marjorie.”

“Alright.” Rafael pulled her into his arms and kissed her forehead. His voice was a little rough as he whispered, “It’s April, and we still haven’t had a chance to go for a spring outing. Marrying me must be such a hardship for you.”

Carissa rested her face against his chest, recalling the time he had tumbled down a mountain.

She couldn’t help but chuckle and tease him, “Do you still want to go skiing? I think the snow’s probably all gone by now.”

“N–no, it’s fine,” Rafael stammered, flustered.

He lowered his head and, with a possessive kiss, silenced her teasing.

At that moment, Sydney came in with a late–night snack. She was greeted by the sight of Lulu running out with a flushed face, nearly bumping into her.

Sydney couldn’t help but laugh and scold, “What are you rushing around for?”

so quickly that she nearly twisted her waist. Still holding

this ordinary meal when there was something so much more enticing to look

on her face as she glanced up at the sky. The stars twinkled brightly, while the crescent moon hid behind thin clouds, shyly refusing to

Quinton family’s residence, Malcolm sat solemnly in his armchair. The fact that someone from Hell Monarch Estate had sent a notice of visit in the middle

sending a notice of visit so late could be considered courteous. On the other hand, it seemed disrespectful to

understood exactly why

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Chapter 1038

at Ironridge Estate, where things had blown up. Normally, once someone dug into the Marquis of Ironridge’s family, they wouldn’t dig too deep. But clearly, the people from

the prince. However, it now seemed that Salvador had pushed past his doubt and was starting to trust his brother

the balance was broken, danger

clearly and felt

at night, but the Hell Monarch’s carriage didn’t arrive at the Quinton family’s residence until nearly noon the following

was for Gerald, while Carissa’s was for Marjorie. Though Malcolm wasn’t receiving anything from them, he still put on a smile. He ushered

took a sip of her coffee, she invited Marjorie to stroll through the garden. Rafael could handle

Carissa had seen her. Only a light dusting of rouge hid

sun shone warmly, creating a picture-

the beauty around her, Marjorie’s face remained melancholy. It was as if the sorrow of autumn still clung

smile.

visit you, Your Grace, but I heard that you’ve been busy with official duties so I didn’t want to disturb