Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1186

Malcolm stood frozen in place, his face burning with a sharp sting, though no slap had been delivered. It was only then that he realized his recklessness his impulsive actions had brought the matter of the students at Gracewood Women’s Academy all the way to the royal

court.

With Salvador telling him to stay behind, he stood there, unmoving, until the court session. ended.

Left alone in the king’s private study, Malcolm was instructed to wait outside. The biting cold of the winter wind cut through him like a blade as he stood there for four full hours, not once being summoned in.

A swirl of emotions churned inside him, but the most prominent was anger. He was the king’s father–in–law. Surely, even if his actions were misguided, Salvador should not have left him to suffer in the cold.

By the end of the four hours, his body was nearly frozen, stiff from the cold. Derek, noticing his distress, brought him a small warming stove. The faint warmth provided a small relief from the icy grip of winter.

Ian quickly entered the study, and after a brief exchange with the king, returned to stand. before Malcolm.

“Lord Quinton, what are you doing here?” Ian asked, surprised.

Shivering, Malcolm forced out through clenched teeth, “Waiting to be summoned by His Majesty.”

Ian’s eyes widened. “His Majesty just ordered me to find you. He was wondering where you’d gone–he’s been waiting for you! Please go in at once. His Majesty is growing impatient.”

Malcolm barely managed a stiff nod of thanks before forcing his frozen limbs into motion and entering the study.

beneath the surface. The four hours of waiting had been nothing more than a quiet reprimand. However, as it was regarding something trivial like Gracewood Women’s Academy, Malcolm was upset and couldn’t accept

but before he could fully. recover, Derek

the documents. After reading them, his eyes widened in disbelief and his heart surged

and Jocelyn had lied to

that Thomas had asked to marry her. She had mocked him

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wohan. The rumor had spread like wildfire, with the other st

General Farrell. It seemed that I was right to entrust

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felt a cold sweat break out across his back, his limbs trembling as he fell to

Majesty, I had no knowledge of this. I have never meddled in the marriages

in the marriages of your own kin? Hasn’t this always been the case? I

anyone how suspicious the king could be. How had the Quinton family become so reckless

being careful, keeping his family’s actions tightly controlled, fearful of even the smallest slip that might

was not just a simple slip–it was about making Salvador mistakenly think the Quinton family had ambitions

as though the Quinton family, in alliance with the queen,

racing as she waited for news from her servants. Knowing Malcolm had been punished

young chamberlain returned, bowing low as he reported, “Your Majesty, the rumors say that Lord Quinton’s student submitted a formal complaint against the headmistress of Gracewood Women’s Academy, Lady Carissa. This displeased His

all?” Kylie asked, her

wasn’t fond of the women’s academy. But then, she remembered that he had once considered bringing

be that in Salvador’s eyes, the academy itself could be