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.

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

to his limbs, but before he could fully. recover, Derek entered with

documents. After reading them, his eyes

and Jocelyn had lied to

began with Jocelyn’s claim that Thomas had asked to

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trying to prey on a younger wohan. The rumor had spread

General Farrell. It seemed that I was right to entrust him with so many responsibilities. After all, even you hold him in high regard,” said Salvador, his voice breaking through Malcolm’s

there was a flicker

back, his

I have never

marriage, it is down to the will of the parents and the matchmaker’s words. As the head of the Quinton family, how can you not be involved in the marriages of your own kin? Hasn’t this always been the case? I believe General Farrell is a fine match. If the two

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

had prided himself on being careful, keeping his family’s actions tightly controlled, fearful of even the

Quinton family had ambitions to help Connor take the

it looked as though the Quinton family, in alliance with the queen, was forcing him

as she waited for news from her servants. Knowing Malcolm had been punished and left standing outside Salvador’s study for four hours, she had

say that Lord Quinton’s student submitted a

that all?” Kylie asked, her voice tightening

then, she remembered that he had once considered bringing Carissa into

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