Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1210

Josie listened from where she stood at the door and couldn’t hold back her tears. They fell in a steady stream, one after another.

She knew better than anyone the kind of days Rosalind had endured, how deeply tormented her heart must have been. Now, Thomas had made a grand gesture, complete with drums and trumpets, and even enlisted Natalie to act as a matchmaker.

If this all worked out, it would surely slap the faces of so many people outside.

But why hadn’t Rosalind agreed yet?

Josie almost wanted to turn around and give the answer on Rosalind’s behalf.

Rosalind sniffed. “If I don’t agree today, you’ll become a laughingstock, General Farrell.”

Thomas chuckled softly. “I don’t care about that. Let them mock me all they want. What does it matter to me? I’m a man–let them come at me. You’re a young woman who has heroically saved your students at the academy. You shouldn’t have to bear the weight of all those rumors.

At those words, Rosalind’seemed to truly realize something.

Thomas had made a grand show of coming to Highstone Estate. Was it because he was thinking that if his proposal didn’t work out, it would shift all the attention onto him and help her out?

Thomas stood up, still smiling. “Take your time, Ms. Young. No need to rush your answer. Whenever you’ve made up your mind, just send someone to inform me.”

Suddenly, Rosalind jumped to her feet. “General Farrell, I agree!”

her lips, her cheeks felt like they were on fire, burning with heat. She quickly turned her face away, and her

I have no objection. I’ll go with

bright red, she

her leave. A warmth spread through his gaze, and a sigh of relief escaped him. His joy, which had

with a union between the Farrell and Young families. Both households were positively beaming, smiles wide and

for Rosalind–it also solved a long–standing worry. She deeply cared for her

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things had been. The gossip about the three of them was relentless. Despite Thomas being the victim, the rumors still attacked him and the Farrell family. People blamed the Farrell family’s lack of proper

mess.

Her son was marrying the woman

to express gratitude to the matchmaker, Alice squeezed Natalie’s hand,

every time I suggested a marriage, he would always. brush it off, acting like he had no interest. When I called him home to meet someone, he would claim the army kept him too busy. But I knew, deep down, it wasn’t about being busy- it

pleased. Helping to arrange this marriage felt like a good deed. She couldn’t help but think back to when she had tried

had always weighed on

for her help, Natalie hesitated at first. After all, the last time

a marriage wasn’t the responsibility of the matchmaker. Was the matchmaker supposed to oversee their entire marriage? If things went wrong, it was

Rosalind–both of them good and worthy people- she felt certain that she should help once

to have the

it as part of the engagement gifts. Now, there wasn’t much left to do. Plus, she had bought a lot of things with the family in the days leading up to the proposal, so there would