Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 1085

Chapter 1085

Marjorie had been standing quietly outside the courtyard. When she saw Carissa emerge, she curtsied respectfully and walked her to the gate. She had heard everything from her spot outside.

“How is the girl doing now?” Marjorie asked softly as they walked.

“She’s staying at the workshop,” Carissa said with a faint sigh. “But she hasn’t given up on trying to end her own life.”

Marjorie fell silent for a moment before murmuring, “What a tragedy.”

At the gate, she stopped and added, “If there’s anything I can do to help the girl, please don’t hesitate to let me know, Your Grace.”

Carissa inclined her head. “Thank you, Madam Marjorie. I’ll remember that.”

Marjorie curtsied once more, watching as Carissa mounted her horse and rode away. She remained at the gate for a long while, lost in thought, until Trey’s parents approached. They fell to their knees and pleaded with her.

“Please, my lady, call for a physician to save Trey!”

Marjorie’s expression turned cold as she looked down at them. “Ask Lord Quinton to make that decision. This is not something I can handle.”

Trey’s mother grabbed at Marjorie’s skirt as she begged, “My lady, please have mercy! Trey is our only son! We can’t let our family line die off!”

“He brought this on himself.

free from the woman’s grip and turned to leave, ignoring the wails that followed her. On her

for support.

it be? What if the servants grow disloyal?” Thea asked hesitantly, finding it

kindness toward the household staff. Part of it was her gentle nature, but another part was practicality–she understood the danger of alienating the estate’s lifelong servants, who could easily tarnish the Quinton family’s reputation if they

his parents had been in the household for

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head. “I can’t get involved. How could I justify it to

but eventually, she would have been offered to warm someone else’s

chooses to do is none of our business. But Trey wronged Ms. Whitley, and that’s a fact. Why bother with what ifs? What matters is what’s happening right now. You say she’s an object

how angry Marjorie was, Thea

sank. It was a painful truth–sometimes, men viewed women as objects. At times, even women

same day that Trey was dealt with, Violet

cunning, deceitful face, or

round eyes that gleamed with an innocent brightness and a bright gaze. When Violet entered, dressed in all black, his eyes showed a hint

It wasn’t until one of his concubines shrieked his name that she realized this

she asked, “Are