Her Majestic Battle Cry

On the 15th of December, Salvador went to Everspring Palace.

With red–rimmed eyes, Kylie began to speak of Jocelyn’s expulsion from Gracewood Women’s Academy. Having already reprimanded the Quinton family over this matter, Salvador was displeased to hear Kylie bring it up again. Yet, he remained silent, not giving voice to his frustration.

Sharp in her observations, Kylie noticed his irritation and quickly changed the subject, saying, “It seems the noble ladies and wives of the capital are all praising Carissa, calling her the ideal example for women.”

Salvador gave her a half–smile, his eyes narrowed as he replied, “I find it strange that these noble women are praising someone else and not the kingdom’s queen. After all, you are the mother of the nation, and before our marriage, you were widely regarded as a woman of great talent. You should be the one they hold up as the standard.”

Kylie couldn’t tell whether it was a compliment or a subtle rebuke. She wasn’t sure if he was mocking her or genuinely voicing discontent. It was becoming increasingly difficult for her to understand Salvador’s true feelings.

She gave a forced smile and offered him a cup of coffee, hesitating before speaking again.

“The Hell Monarch’s princess consort truly is popular now. She’s managed to establish both Gracewood Women’s Academy and Skye Embroidery, and all the people who once criticized her are now singing her praises. And with the Hell Monarch gaining Your Majesty’s favor, I wonder if this is truly a good thing,” she said.

Salvador furrowed his brow for a moment, but said nothing in response.

Seeing the slight tension in his expression, Kylie’s heart eased just a little. It was clear that, despite everything, Salvador still feared their influence.

Rafael and Carissa had long received widespread praise, winning the admiration of officials and the acclaim of the common people. How could the king not feel threatened? The couple was recklessly expanding their influence, showing no regard for the king, and in the end, they were bound to reap the consequences of their actions.

it was enough to watch as Carissa took a fall.

For now, it was

Carissa had Claire, Mabel, and a few others take turns keeping an eye on Gracewood Women’s Academy.

If the Quinton family acted like they used to, Carissa wouldn’t have to worry. But now, each branch had its own agenda, and with Jocelyn being expelled, it was bound to enrage Kylie. Vera’s behavior that day had been nothing short of shameless and unruly, so it was only wise to stay cautious.

Recently, Violet, Alana, and Leah had been quite busy, so Carissa hadn’t spoken to them in a while. On this rare day when Violet came back early, Carissa took the chance to pull her along to offer their greetings to Helen.

Helen’s chambers were warm and cozy. Upon seeing her daughter–in–law and Violet, she eagerly brought out the new gowns she had made, eager to try them on..

Both Carissa and Violet showered her with endless compliments, repeatedly saying how lovely the gowns looked on her.

“With the new year nearly upon us, the clothes and accessories all need to be properly. prepared. I haven’t seen either of you try on your new dresses. Why don’t you bring them over and we can try them together?” Helen suggested

“I haven’t had a chance to see them myself, but try them on for you to see in a few days,” Carissa replied with a smile.

Her seasonal clothes were usually delivered to her room, where Lulu would fold them neatly. When it was time to wear them, they’d simply take them out and give them a quick press.

However, during the day, she mostly wore her official uniform, and after bathing at home, she changed into simple nightclothes. The new clothes she had tailored were really only for her days off.

She had already told Lily nof to prepare too many new outfits, but the older woman had refused to listen.

“Even if you wear your official attire on the outside, you must wear proper clothes underneath them too!!!

Carissa might give her instructions, but Lily had her own ways of doing things.

At this age, a young lady should have plenty of beautiful clothes–whether she wore them or not was another matter. After all, they weren’t short on money.

Violet, who had once been obsessed with beauty, now preferred simple and practical clothing, but still had a few new dresses made. She had bought the fabric herself and had the outfits made at the workshop, paying for the tailoring and embroidery.

They spent over an hour together, helping Helen choose accessories for her gowns before finally taking their leave.

The two close friends entered a room, sat down with their coffee, and continued their

conversation.

“Has Lord Klein come looking for you?” Violet asked.

“Yes, he has,” Carissa replied, recalling the visit from two days ago.

Ryan’s uncle, who worked at the Royal Citadel, had specifically come to the Capital Guard headquarters to find her. noveldrama

415 BONUST

When they met, Anthony had sighed deeply and id, “There isn’t enough evidence to convict the people she brought to us, so we had no choice but to release them in the end. Every time we release someone, Ms. Spencer gets angrier. I turning the entire Royal Citadel upside down.”

Hearing Carissa recount his words, Violet smiled though there was a trace of helplessness in

her eyes.

“There’s no other way. When it comes to investigations, they are better at it than I am.

“I even forced the culprits I caught to confess, but without evidence–and with the victims refusing to admit they were harmed–those people would undoubtedly be released. I understand,Lord Klein’s difficulties, but at the time, I just couldn’t contain my anger,” said

Violet.