Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1198

Carissa remained composed as she directed the students and their families out of the hall. She no longer bothered with asking them to keep the incident quiet–it was clear they couldn’t.

Once they were cleared out, she instructed Claire to bring in Ivy and someone from the Royal Citadel. The man needed to be restrained and interrogated, and it was obvious he had been drugged. Carissa wanted Ivy to determine what substance had been used.

The few who had managed to escape were soon captured by Max and his men, all brought back under guard.

The others, though somewhat more aware, still seemed dazed. Their eyes, glazed and hungry, followed Carissa and Claire with an unsettling intensity.

Carissa walked over and gave Rosalind a comforting hug.

Rosalind had already calmed down and reassured her in return, “It’s alright, I’m fine.”

“You foolish girl,” Catherine said, her voice heavy with sorrow as she sighed, “You shouldn’t have said that. You’ve rained your reputation. How are you fine?”

Rosalind’s face was pale, and she smiled shakily. “Don’t worry about me, Mrs. Ashford. I never intended to marry. My reputation was just a burden. Now that it’s gone, I can move more freely.”

upon yourself. The public, the rumors… Oh! Humanity has both kindness and cruelty. I fear I can’t even predict what they’ll

Mildred for many years. Though they weren’t the closest of friends, they had always shared a respectful bond. When Rosalind took the position at the academy,

news was likely

for Rosalind. She was young, beautiful, with a sharp mind and an excellent family background–surely she could have found a

marriage could bring happiness. All her life, she had only one wish–to marry the man she loved. Sadly, that chance was gone. Her young love had gone

the concern in everyone’s eyes, Rosalind quickly smiled, trying to ease their worries.” Really, it’s nothing. Life is full of challenges–this

Rosalind wasn’t as calm as she made herself appear. It was clear that

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Chapter 1198

inside, all while feeling the need to try to console everyone

attend to the academy’s affairs, leaving Carissa and the Garrison Unit

alone, Carissa gently took Rosalind’s hand and guided her into a quieter room. She carefully adjusted the young

that it was just the two of them, Rosalind’s tears finally fell. She had been terrified. The courage she had shown when swinging the stick was born from the need to protect her students. But in the aftermath, as she thought of

little chaos is enough to shake me–those who