Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1282

That night, Yuvan didn’t sleep at all.

This was never the plan he and Wayne had carefully devised.

Starting a rebellion in a remote province, with no allies in the capital and attempting to storm it head–on how absurdly difficult would that be?

Their original plan had been far more calculated. The idea was to amass an army large enough to begin a slow, deliberate march toward the areas surrounding the capital. There, they would establish a foothold and wait for an opportune moment.

At that point, with Eleanor scheming inside the capital and securing support from several influential families, they would have allies to bolster their position. After all, they had placed many of Henry’s daughters in noble households as concubines to curry favor.

Then, they would choose the perfect time, preferably when a war broke out. When the bandits and refugees caused havoc, Yuvan’s forces would then converge just outside the capital before marching straight in and storming the palace.

But all of that had crumbled because of the incident at Stone Village.

Tiberius had been captured and the suicide soldiers were now in enemy hands, forcing Yuvan’s hand far earlier than planned.

That was why he had hesitated for so long before taking action. The odds of success were far too slim. An uprising in the districts had little hope of shaking the capital.

Although the people knew about it and it sparked some discussion, many thought the so- called uprising and proclamation were just too ridiculous.

For one, the claim that Sandoria was attacking the Southern Frontier was dubious at best. Even if it were true, Sandoria’s ambitions had been a known threat for years. They had attempted comebacks before, so how could anyone pin that on Salvador’s supposed incompetence?

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the accusation of inept generals–there hadn’t even been a battle yet, let alone a defeat. On what grounds could anyone claim the generals were

of the most affluent regions in the realm. Life there was good. What grievances could

Who would believe it?

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waiting. Waiting to see when Yuvan would

by death, and who knew how many people Yuvan had in his household? The crowds were

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legendary figure who had driven the Sandorians

And so,

an unexpected

dream of ruling the kingdom? But the risks were staggering. Why abandon the wealth and stability of being a vassal prince, only to gamble the lives of his

speculated it might be vengeance for his mother, Ruth. But

and Yuvan had returned to care for her during her final

had gone to his head, blinding him

presence. Throughout his life, he had been overlooked, barely noticed even during Sigmund’s reign. He was the

wasn’t just the commoners scratching their heads–many officials

of all people, throw away his relative safety and privilege? If he truly intended to rebel, why not wait until the court was occupied with a foreign

would never make it anywhere near the

remained undisturbed,