Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1343

“Do you think Madam Prince and Ms. Prince are in immediate danger?” Carissa asked.

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“Madam Prince should be fine, but if Ms. Prince’s fever doesn’t break soon, she could be in real danger. She’s too anxious. When she saw me, she kept grabbing my hand, asking if she was going to die. She kept babbling nonsense -blaming one person, then another, before turning the blame on herself for all the wrong decisions she’d made,” Rowan replied.

Carissa said nothing.

She had no right to judge someone else’s life, but she couldn’t help but wish Viola wouldn’t drag Zoey down with her. If Viola were to die in Astral Prison, it would only cause panic among the Earl of Silverstone’s family. This would undoubtedly increase Zoey’s already heavy burden.

“Rowan, please check on them again in a couple of days.”

He nodded. “Of course.”

Carissa thought for a moment, then added, “I’ll accompany you when you go.”

She wanted to have a private conversation with Zoey. In a hopeless place like prison, having no one to talk to and only listening to endless crying would make the days feel like years.

But right now, Carissa had other matters to attend to. With Salvador ill and court in recess, her only option was to find Jeremiah and inform him of the change in the riverworks personnel, explaining how Cameron had replaced the workers.

of the Mystic Army

day, after speaking with Jeremiah about the personnel change, she asked him to report it to Salvador. Then, she returned to the

internal collaboration, so they needed to be ready for

dispatched to patrol the countryside surrounding the city. There were many large villas on the outskirts, some housing hundreds of people.

the villa managers often hired workers based on cheap labor and skill rather than background or identity. Many times, they would

had already begun, but progress was slow. The countryside was vast, and apart from the villas, there were

strict surveillance of all key routes into the city. The main street leading

had Randall bring Zoey to the back courtyard of the Supreme Court, where they had

face gaunt and her body frail, with large eyes that seemed devoid of life. As she looked at the porridge in front of her, inhaling its fragrant aroma, tears fell from her eyes in

her, letting her cry it all

back her tears for a long time in Astral Prison, she was the

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the one who couldn’t show weakness. She had to keep her spirit alive, for if she

the now lukewarm porridge and began to eat, her hands trembling She hesitated, the thought of saving some for her children togging

the silence, “That’s enough, Your Grace.

porridge, in her family’s current state, was

need to pull

gave a bitter smile. “Why call me that? I’m just a woman

quiet for a bit before saying,

seemed to pull Zoey out of her daze. How long had it been since anyone had