Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1225

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The chamber doors creaked open, and Derek quickly called out, “His Majesty is departing!”

Lydia hurried inside, rushing to Kylie’s side and helping her to her feet.

“Your Majesty, your hand is injured.” Lydia gasped. She immediately pressed her handkerchief to the bleeding cut, then motioned for the maids to bring water and bandages.

Kylie sank into a chair, her body trembling as though her strength had left her entirely. Fear lingered in her wide eyes, and her voice was shaky with disbelief. “He said he would depose me. His Majesty said he would depose me,”

“His Majesty is just angry for a moment. How could he really depose you? Don’t worry.”

Lydia sent the maids who had come to assist back out, then sighed as she looked at Kylie.

“Your Majesty, you shouldn’t have said those things to the queen dowager. And as for Lady Ruth’s situation, I advised you about it, but you didn’t listen.”

“I don’t understand! What was my mistake?” Kylie’s eyes burned with indignation. “It was just two incidents. Even if there were faults, they were trivial–nothing worth mentioning!”

impression on Kylie. Her

the wrong

ally yourself with Lady Carissa

good would it do for

on the Hell Monarch. Though there- are

she overshadows me in every way.

circling in

had seen cases like this before, and the outcome hadn’t been good. Take the third daughter of the Earl of

had strategic thinking, and could carve out a

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Chapter 1225

the kind of woman one could compare to the

compare at

own strengths and

of her involvement in Skye Embroidery, a thankless task that left her ridiculed. Whatever goodwill she had gained on the battlefield was nearly lost, yet she refused to compromise and continued doing things

Carissa. But the more she admired Carissa, the more she felt that Kylie

the end, the one who would be hurt most was her