Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1236

Chapter 1236

Chapter 1236

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Carissa left the room first and Cody followed, quietly closing the door behind him.

Inside the small side hall, only Gerald and Malcolm remained. The father and son pair sat in silence for a long while, neither of them speaking, Finally, it was Malcolm who stepped forward, intending to remove the cloth covering Gerald. But the old man held tightly to it with both hands, refusing to let him.

With a heavy heart, Malcolm set the blankets and clothing aside, turning his back. “Please change your clothes. I’ll turn around.”

The sound of rustling fabric came after a long pause.

A sharp, uncomfortable feeling welled up inside Malcolm. His chest tightened, his throat burned, and his nose became clogged as tears welled up in his eyes. He couldn’t tell if it was from frustration, anger, or the weight of everything he couldn’t quite accept.

All his life, his father had been a figure of stern authority, someone whose presence commanded respect. His words could shake the literary world, and his cold, unapproachable demeanor was feared by many.

But now, this disgrace.

If word of it got out, it wouldn’t just cause a ripple. It would send shockwaves through the entire kingdom.

After a long while, Malcolm’s voice broke the silence, “Are you done?”

answer, but there was also no

the makeshift bed of chairs, completely wrapped in the thick quilt, his face and head

of it struck Malcolm

father had done it himself, managing not

care.

those colors–the bright, garish hues–burned Malcolm’s eyes. The tears

completely confused, his voice

were clenched tightly, his nails digging into his

the room,

understand what was on his son’s mind? He was embarrassed by

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Chapter 1236

had the intention to leave. If he left now, he would have to face Carissa. Right now, he couldn’t face anyone–and he didn’t

Marquis of Glandale, asking how many people knew about Gerald’s visit to the gentlemen’s retreat. He wouldn’t move until

if he hid alone in the study–he

voice cracked as he asked again, “Why?”

with the remnants of tears,

remained motionless, as if he

wavered with desperation. “At least let me understand why.

impossible now. What was left was to come up with some reasonable excuse, something that could mitigate

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