Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1159

Isaac and Violet walked side by side along the wide street, leading their horses. The night breeze was gentle, clearing away the last remnants of the alcohol from the evening.

“I was impulsive tonight,” Violet admitted with a hint of regret. “I shouldn’t have dragged you there.”

“It’s fine,” Isaac replied.

“What’s going through your mind? Are you planning to acknowledge them?”

“No.” Isaac smiled, his expression becoming noticeably more relaxed. “She invited me and Madam Zoey inside, and talked for a long time. But not once did she ask me how I’ve been these years. Not once did she ask how I was after being taken away. She was just explaining and trying to clear her name.”

“Is that so?”

Isaac ran a hand through his slightly disheveled hair, his carefree demeanor returning.

“I remember my first time leaving the mountain. I was away for a month, and when I came back, Sage Adrian and Sage Everett surrounded me. They asked me a lot of stuff–what I ate, who I met, what inns I stayed at, whether I got into any fights, if anyone tricked me out of money, what sights I saw, among other things.”

“My mentor’s the same,” Violet nodded in agreement. “That’s normal.”

“Exactly,” Isaac chuckled. “I’ve been surrounded by love since I was a child. I’ve always had a family.”

Violet was unsure of how Isaac truly felt, but he seemed alright. “So, you’ve made peace with it?”

“Made peace? Yeah, I guess. It’s not all good, but it’s not all bad either. No need for reconciliation, but

Isaac should be moved by the fact that Evelyn had avenged his death by killing David, but he couldn’t

anything to protect them. Even if it meant sending them far away to some place

done any of

had seen too much, but Isaac finally saw through it all. When Caspian had held him, he had felt moved. But after hearing Evelyn’s story, everything became clear. Evelyn’s maternal love, he realized, had always been for her comfort. It had never been

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guiding or protecting her

how David sought out medical help for him, so she knew about

never question it? Constantly changing

taking care of him. How could she not

had quietly condoned David’s actions. Unfortunately, everything unraveled when Vincent found out. Once Vincent named his heir, Evelyn’s hope of becoming a countess was dashed, and only then did she start to pity her

course, Isaac could never confirm this theory, but it didn’t matter. Whether it was true or

truth, he had believed the narrative Adrian had spun for him, holding onto doubt and hope in his

without that burden, he felt

poisoning David. The cruelty of it had lingered in Evelyn’s voice, as

death- then surely, she would have simply brushed over the details

this repeated, deliberate

on purpose for Isaac to hear, or maybe even for herself -as if repeating

hadn’t slept. Her

“Mother, you didn’t poison Father, did you? You only thought about it. Perhaps you even obsessed over it—but you didn’t actually do it,

her tears flowed even more. Her lips trembled, but she