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?”

door, she spun around so quickly that she nearly twisted her waist. Still holding the snack,

when there

glanced up at the sky. The stars twinkled brightly, while the crescent moon hid behind thin clouds,

his armchair. The fact that someone from Hell Monarch Estate had sent a notice of visit in the middle

courteous. On the other hand, it seemed disrespectful

exactly why this was

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Chapter 1038

the Marquis of Ironridge’s family, they wouldn’t dig too deep. But clearly, the people from Hell Monarch Estate weren’t going

was much like how the king had once felt about the prince.

the balance was broken, danger

clearly and felt the urgency in his

night, but the Hell Monarch’s carriage didn’t arrive at the Quinton family’s residence until nearly noon the following day. Despite his impatience, Malcolm could only greet them with

However, Rafael’s gift was for Gerald, while Carissa’s was for Marjorie. Though Malcolm wasn’t receiving anything from them,

Carissa took a sip of her coffee, she invited Marjorie to stroll

time Carissa had seen her.

their faces as the sun shone warmly, creating a picture- perfect day. The garden was filled with the delicate scent of blooming flowers, while butterflies danced through the air, their radiant wings shimmering

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

smile.

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

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