Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1347

Cynthia suggested testing the waters, but Violet immediately shook her head.

“Don’t try it. Pretend you don’t know anything. We leave af dawn, and then we’ll tell Cari and Jacob.”

However, a thought suddenly crossed Bun’s mind. “But can we really leave?”

Cynthia blinked, surprised. “You mean he won’t let us go? He’s going to keep us here? But Prince Hayden said we could leave.”

“Why did Prince Hayden call for Vivi, then? Have you thought about that?” Bun asked.

Violet paced back and forth, feeling a bit uneasy. She had discussed this issue with Carissa before. It clearly wasn’t about asking for help. Could it be a hostage situation?

It didn’t seem like that, either. Instead, it felt more like someone was deliberately trying to reveal a flaw for them

to notice.

“Is it possible that Prince Hayden and Gordon aren’t on the same side?” Violet murmured, recalling the strange dynamics during their stay at Willowbrook Estate. Gordon had been everywhere, yet he never felt quite present. He was always in the background and always unnoticed.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a small but persistent idea, one she dared not voice aloud: Could Gordon be using a disguise? Could he actually be Nicholas?

“Let’s not talk about it anymore. We’ll sleep on it,” Violet decided.

loud didn’t feel right–if Gordon’s martial arts were really that advanced, they had no idea if the three of them together could even stand a

in together tonight,” Cynthia said, linking her arm

back to the room. Bun set

watch,” Bun volunteered, sitting up on

turned to him. “If we’re

“Curfew,” Bun replied simply.

avoid alarming

nodded.

stayed in his study, sitting in silence. He had Chaya fetch him a tobacco pipe. Lighting it, he took a slow draw, the faint curls of smoke rising

the still air.

the room quickly filled with smoke. Chaga hesitated before asking, “Would you like

a hint of amusement in his

smiled and said, “We don’t have many days left to live anyway. Might as well do whatever

“I’ve told you to leave, but you refuse. Staying

Chapter 134

gaze, tidied up

lavender–scented candle.

a granddaughter, and that’s more kindness

you with Lady Carissa, She’ll take care of

her waist, where the excess flesh made sitting uncomfortable. “I’ll enjoy whatever little comfort I can while I’m here. Tomorrow’s troubles can wait, or maybe they won’t be worth thinking about

The figure had been standing there for quite a while but hadn’t