Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1349

Hayden stood frozen, staring at the shards of his broken cup scattered on the floor. The pieces weren’t particularly sharp, but they were enough to tear through skin, perhaps en slit a wrist.

Slowly, he bent down and picked up a fragment. His mind was lost in a haze of dark thoughts.

Before he could move further, a hand gripped his wrist, pulling him back sharply.

“Be careful, Your Highness. You’ll cut yourself.”

The sudden pain in his wrist was sharp as the grip tightened. The shard was swiftly taken from his hand

The man who had appeared was dressed in black, his silhouette swallowed by the shadows, as if part of the darkness itself.

Hayden had no idea how many people like this were in his household. Everywhere he went, the sense of being watched clung to him

These people were more than just skilled. Their martial arts were advanced, and their inner force was formidable. They wielded weapons and hidden blades with frightening precision. Even when Hayden was with Violet and the * others, the pressure never let up.

He had hoped Violet and the others might sense the presence of these watchers, but it was hopeless. They were like ghosts–silent, invisible, and untouchable.

Yuvan’s suicide soldiers were nothing compared to these people.

fingers had been. He was powerless, even when it came to his own

in black showed no concern

departing, Violet took the time to say her farewells, one by one.

at the manor, the hardest work fell on you. You took care of everything–food, drinks… When I

Ms. Spencer. It’s our duty.

bright. “No trouble at all! It’ll be a pleasure.

smiling, as he saw them

turned to leave, she glanced back and saw Hayden standing in the morning light. He didn’t have a

than usual, the signs of a sleepless night

herself and ran back. Take care of yourself, Your Highness. You should throw

on her. He seemed to want to say something, to impart

things could be hinted at, but others had to

last effort and said, “Don’t worry, Gordon and Chaya will

her eyes twinkling “Good, then ran

and chatting loudly about the amusing little things they had noticed during their stay at Willowbrook Estate. They spoke of which dish was the best, which flower bloomed the most beautifully, and how wonderful it would be if a pavilion could be built in the middle of the

dismounted

Gordon, so they weren’t as alert. But this time, all three of them felt as if someone had been watching their

It was unsettling.

Carissa if they left early, but they learned that she had already left for the Capital Guard headquarters