Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 1069

Chapter 1069

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Viola didn’t know what to do, so she decided to let the cold war drag on.

After all, it was she who brought up divorce. Barrett only agreed in a moment of impulse. If they really went through with it, he would never find another wife.

Who would want him? The only chance he’d have would be to marry a merchant’s daughter or a commoner. No family with any kind of status would ever accept him.

“Let’s not speak of tonight again,” Viola said, sounding tired as she closed her eyes. Tomorrow, send for the physician. Tell them I’m unwell and need to rest for a few days.”

“Yes, Madam Viola.” Poppy was unsure whether her mistress truly wanted a divorce, or if she was just venting in frustration. She fell silent and didn’t dare to press the matter further.

The next morning, Barrett stood waiting at the gates of Hell Monarch Estate. This time, het was there to seek an audience with Rafael, not Carissa.

When Rafael emerged, he saw Barrett standing by the corner with his horse, his face pale and drawn. He waved for Dylan to approach and inquire.

Barrett immediately led his horse closer, bowing his head in respect. “Your Highness.”

“What do you want?” Rafael asked, sizing him up.

Barrett gathered his courage and asked, “Your Highness, might I ask if the people of Westhaven have dealt with Aurora?”

stopped Carissa outside the royal

know? Ask

to hear news like this. I admit I’ve made countless mistakes, but please, for the sake of my cooperation with the Ministry of Justice, tell me what you

into amusement. “Barrett, your ‘cooperation‘ with the Ministry of Justice is your

to make it

a favor. If you want favors,

Ministry of Justice.”

head further to apologize. “I misspoke, Your Highness. I simply wish to

Chapter 1069

him lately, but Barrett’s complexion was worse than ever. His eyes were sunken and his posture was slumped, as if the weight of his life was pulling him

speaking with Barrett any longer. He gave a dismissive wave and said, “If there’s news, I’ll have someone send word. As of now,

“But-”

didn’t

gossip, as always, would

remember, if you hear anything, send word

contain his frustration. It was becoming

“Just go!” he snapped.

turned, leading his horse away. As he

cold as ever, stared him down. “Still here? Do you want

quickly mounted his

for a moment, ensuring he wasn’t Once