Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1292

As expected, Galen arrived with a few Vanguard Unit guards, accompanying Robert and Derek to Hell Monarch Estate.

Carissa had taken a few days off, leaving the matters of the day to Michael and Max.

Violet was now fully aware of the situation, and upon seeing Robert and Derek’s arrival with the guards, she decided to stay out of sight. If she couldn’t play her part well, it was better not to cause any trouble.

Robert and Derek noticed Carissa’s red, swollen eyes, recognizing that she had spent the night worrying.

Derek spoke gently, offering some comfort, “Your Grace, please don’t worry too much. With Mr. Lester here, everything will be fine.”

“Thank you, Mr. Walker,” Carissa replied quietly.

The Vanguard Unit guards, including Galen, couldn’t enter the inner chambers, as it was the prince and princess consort’s private quarters. Jacob stood outside with them.

Galen studied him for a moment before asking, “Mr. York, His Majesty is quite concerned about His Highness. He sent me to inquire about his condition. Has His Highness suffered from any illnesses before? What caused this sudden heart ailment?”

Jacob suddenly felt irritated. He had been feeling this way for a while now, knowing that the questioning and probing were rooted in distrust. Though his irritation remained hidden, his face still betrayed deep concern.

Highness being so busy, his health is bound to suffer. He’s been

only in the early hours of the morning. Sometimes, he has less than two hours of sleep before he rushes out for the morning court meeting. On top of that, he caught a cold while hiding in the mountains in Lunvale,

was here on orders to check on things, but at the moment, he couldn’t help but feel a deep respect for the Hell Monarch. Not many could endure such a grueling schedule. If it were him, aftra few late–night duties and no rest, he would barely be able

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all, only human–not made of steel–and illness was

insistent on probing. After asking Jacob, Galen steeled himself and turned to question the maids who served in Orchid Hall. They were

didn’t speak openly, he could tell they were displeased. They were well aware that, despite Rafael’s illness, Galen hadn’t shown much concern. Instead, he

condition. Galen felt a twinge of guilt as he spoke, but it was an order from the

Salvador. He comforted Carissa, telling her that Rafael’s pulse showed a slight improvement today compared to yesterday. However, as with any serious illness, recovery would take time. It

only hoped Robert wouldn’t stay here overnight. By

Jacob asked to speak with her privately to keep her from making any hasty decisions, like asking

Rowan,” Jacob said quietly. “Even with the Snowdrop Pills, his pulse won’t return to normal right away. The poison is damaging to the body. When Mr. Lester diagnoses him, he will likely say that rest is

symptoms will disappear, and with his internal force protecting him, his pulse will appear normal.

“If he is, we can administer the Snowdrop Pills. Even if His

had already told Salvador that only Sebastian had