Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1200

The remaining men were trembling with fear, scrambling in panic. Especially Hank, the one who had harassed Rosalind–he was sobbing uncontrollably. Dragging his broken legs, he knelt on the ground as if he didn’t even feel the pain, repeatedly pleading with Carissa and Anthony.

“I was wrong! I was greedy, but I won’t ever do it again! Please spare me, my lord! I have an elderly parent who’s ill and a newborn daughter at home. If I’m locked up, what will happen to my family?”

His cries were piercing and filled with despair.

However, Anthony didn’t waver and firmly ordered, “Take them away!”

People who did bad things might have tragic backstories, but that was no excuse for breaking the law.

Those who worked in law enforcement saw this kind of thing all the time, but in the end, the law was the law.

As the culprits were dragged away, the academy fell into a heavy silence. The oppressive stillness blanketed the room as the women gathered in the hall, each caught in her own thoughts.

Claire added more coal to the brazier to warm up the room, as Rosalind’s trembling shoulders, showed no signs of easing.

Present in the room were Catherine, Harriet, Athena, Rosalind, and Carissa, who held the honorary position of headmistress. Claire, serving as a temporary guard, stood near the door. A few older maids, servants, and the cook–who had all been in the rear courtyard during the commotion–remained away from the central gathering.

Carissa’s instruction, Claire went to speak to the staff, firmly instructing them to keep their lips sealed about the incident. While it

from her guilt–stricken–thoughts. Lingering in remorse wouldn’t solve the problems at hand. The situation involved not just the academy but also the

sole victim in this tragedy, hadn’t excused herself to rest. She remained seated

with Jacob. She wanted his advice

staying, partly to comfort

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to quell the rumors that were

no need to guess how deeply this incident had hurt Rosalind–everyone already knew. By tomorrow,

care about the truth–that she was a victim. The only thing people would discuss was that a

debatable, but it undeniably devoured women. No one

didn’t think much at that moment. The crowd was in chaos, and the servants who should have acted

they were, I couldn’t let my students be dragged into this scandal. I’m the royal chancellor’s granddaughter. Besides, it was true

“The way you’re all looking at

with sadness. The women’s smiles were thin, and the heartbreak in their gazes was

it upon herself to escort Rosalind home, knowing she needed to report this matter personally