Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1094

Guilt flickered in Yuvan’s heart, but so did a hint of impatience.

“Why do you speak like this, Mom? I can’t stay by your side in the capital, so of course, I hope the queen dowager will be kind and look after you. That way, I won’t spend my days worrying about you.”

“Enough. Don’t say any more. Just go. Be safe on your journey,” Ruth said, waving him off.

She had raised this son herself–how could she not know his temperament? How could she not see through his expression?

“Mom, forgive me for not being dutiful. It’s the peak of summer and the heat is

unbearable, so I can’t take you with me to my fief. Besides, what would His Majesty think if I brought you along? Even if I’ve done nothing wrong, with how suspicious he can be, he’d probably find some reason to accuse me.”

Ruth simply nodded. “I understand. Go now.”

toward her daughters–in–law and grandchildren, her

years,

too hot for travel, Your Grace. Taking you along wouldn’t be good for your health. His Highness is

dutiful, why didn’t he leave for the fiefdom back in March or April, when the weather

those fine–sounding reasons he gave–they’re just words. He’s always been like this since he was a boy. He doesn’t do what should be done, but is

even the slightest stain on it. But with that kind of personality, combined with his scheming, he’s bound to fail. I’m just a woman who doesn’t know much about the world, but even I understand

Grace, please! You mustn’t say such things. These are treasonous

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gave a bitter smile. “Do you still think it’s a secret? Now that Eleanor has been sent to the Heritage Bureau, many things have come to light. He didn’t want me to know, but do you think I don’t understand my own son? Or the daughter I raised? Why did Eleanor scheme and plot like that? Wasn’t it all

Instead, I’ve wasted so much of the palace’s fine medicine, not to mention the rare herbs and treasures Yuvan brought back from Valken to keep me alive. Was that really being dutiful? No, it was just a message to the king–to remind him that

“Your Grace, please stop thinking about these things. It will only cause you

living a life worse than a dog’s. Thank goodness she has Florence by her side. Think of a way to send

Your Grace. It’s far too dangerous to risk