Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1156

Chapter 1156

It was as if some unseen force had taken hold of Evelyn. Despite her unsteady steps, she suddenly moved with surprising speed, leaving Jane and Rosie struggling to keep up.

Evelyn could hear nothing but the rush of her heartbeat. Before her, the courtyard faded away. What remained was the vision that had burned in her heart for years—the blazing fire and the haunting screams that filled the air.

Back then, people had dragged and pulled her, and she could do nothing but watch helplessly as the fire devoured everything.

Her youngest son–gone, consumed by those flames.

They had pulled out so many bodies, and yet, she couldn’t tell which one was his.

She had cried until she lost consciousness, over and over. However, never had she dared to think or hope–that perhaps, just perhaps, her son had survived.

He had been so weak and sickly, barely able to walk without help. How could he have escaped that inferno?

As Evelyn reached the main courtyard, there was only one figure she could see–the rest was a blur. Tears kept falling, clouding her vision, and she walked towards that faint, indistinct shape.

Her head tilted slightly, her voice weak and uncertain. “Are you my son?”

was angrier at her more than anyone else. Upon seeing the tears streaming down her face, something in his chest twisted with an

stood still, unable

beside him, his voice

dark, suffocating wave, and her heart felt as though it had been torn open. All the pain she had buried

“You didn’t die!”

first, he remained unmoved, but

away from Evelyn, his voice flat and cold. “Who are you trying to fool, madam? It was you all who sent me to that hellish place. I should have died there, but my

Evelyn reached out, pulling him back into her embrace. “I didn’t know. I didn’t know

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Chapter 1156

the weight of her grief and joy,

soft glow of a few lamps illuminated Evelyn’s room, their light

sending all the servants

stone steps, the wind blowing and the lamp casting faint shadows. The night was deep, and

muttered to Luna, “My dear,

hoarse as she whispered, “It’s real.

she made it clear that they needed to sort things out on their own. She was exhausted and needed rest. up. Her eyes stayed Inside Evelyn’s room, she hadn’t released Isaac’s hand since she woke locked on him, gazing at him with

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