Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1251

Even after Carissa left, Kylie couldn’t calm down from her anger.

She sat in silence, watching darkly as Gerald took his medicine. After that, the royal physician performed needle treatment on him. Gerald also took the pills Sebastian had left for him.

Within two hours, his complexion gradually improved.

The royal physician confirmed that Gerald’s spirits had lifted, and there was hope for his

recovery.

The Quinton family was delighted, but Kylie was utterly disappointed. Her face was as pale as it had been the day Gerald had gone to the gentlemen’s retreat.

She knew she had taken a gamble, and that her actions would alienate her maternal family and anger the king. Yet, Carissa posed a monumental threat. Only when her name was fully tarnished could Kylie’s title as queen be solidified

Kylie could do everything Carissa had done–reopening the women’s academy, recruiting noblewomen and officials‘ daughters to attend, and consolidating the power of the noble families to strengthen Connor’s position.

Things she once refused to do, Kylie now considered. She had seen through her dad’s indecisiveness. He had placed all his hopes on the Quinton family, but if anything went wrong, it would all collapse.

Jeremiah entered to visit Gerald, patting him on the shoulder. “Old friend, take care of yourself. Watch how these young ones stir things up. As long as they’re causing a ruckus, the world will stay lively.”

L

Jeremiah to look down on him, but his

death was officially announced, and Salvador sent

have been waiting for this day. He wept loudly in his estate, then began making preparations. He

her as a victim

praises from the common people for the current queen dowager. They spoke of how Victoria had posted public notices across

hours, but Victoria also invited Sebastian

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mentions of her extraordinary generosity–granting Yuvan leave to return to

was caught off guard, his

endure everything quietly. Now, with his body disabled, he was more anxious

Victoria’s reputation was already well–known among the people. His words hardly made it beyond Valken before

single drop of water falling into the ocean made only a tiny ripple before disappearing

strange. It seemed

how

summon the local officials, but his orders were often delayed or met with excuses. When

was wrong, he couldn’t quite put his

for advice. Wayne suggested that perhaps the officials had grown complacent

in time,”

the capital. It was said that spies from Sandoria had infiltrated the gentlemen’s retreats in the capital, and that they had been brought in by Eleanor all