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 sside?” 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.

Speaking her suspicions out 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 chance

“We'll all squeeze in together tonight,” Cynthia said, linking her arm with Bun’s while pulling Violet in. “Just in

case.”

The three of them made their way back to the room. Bun set up his bedding on the floor, while the two women

took the bed.

“I'll keep watch,” Bun volunteered, sitting up on the floor

Cynthia turned to him. “If we're in danger, why not leave tonight?”

“Curfew,” Bun replied simply.

“To avoid alarming them,” Violet added.

Cynthia considered this and nodded. “Both reasons make sense.”

That night, Hayden did something unusual-he didn’t retire early. Instead, he 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 in

the still air.

As he puffed on it, the room quickly filled with smoke. Chaga hesitated before asking, “Would you like another?”

Hayden glanced at her, a hint of amusement in his eyes. “You never used to letsmoke so much.”

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

Hayden responded, “I’ve told you to leave, but you refuse. Staying here will only lead to your death.”

Chapter 134

Chaya lowered her gaze, tidied up the tobacco pipe, and |

lavender-scented candle.

“Where would I go if | left? No one has ever cared forin his life. You treatlike a granddaughter, and that’s

more kindness than I've ever known, Your Highness. Even if | end up in the underworld, at least there’s someone

there to look after me.”

Hayden looked at her with pity, his gaze soft. “I could leave you with Lady Carissa, She'll take care of you. If that

doesn’t work, you could always go to the workshop.”

“I won't go anywhere,” Chaya replied, sitting down with a grunt. She clasped her hands around her waist, where

the excess flesh made sitting uncomfortable. “I'll enjoy whatever little comfort | can while I'm here. Tomorrow's

troubles can wait, or maybe they won't be worth thinking about at all.”

Hayden sighed, glancing at the shadows that loomed outside the door. The figure had been standing there for

quite a while but hadn't knocked.

He motioned to Chaya with a wave of his hand, indicating slie was dismissed.

Chaya nodded and rose, heading to the door to open it. She saw the person standing outside and curtsied

deeply. Your Highness.”

“You should go and rest.” The voice was warm, soothing, almost pleasant to the ear.

“Yes, Your Highness.” Chaya slowly turned and walked off into the dark, her steps heavy.

The figure at the door stood for a moment, then entered the study, closing the door behind him.

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“Dad,” Nicholas said with a slight frown, his tone gentle yet firm. “You've been coughing a lot lately. You should

quit the pipe. It's not good for your health.”

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manage to say all this without feeling

disgusted by your own hypocrisy?”

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“Why are you angry, Dad? I've let you

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