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Her Majestic Battle Cry

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Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 188

Chapter 188

Rafael remained silent.

Was there really a difference between being called Marshal and being called Your Highness?

“Why are you waiting here?” Carissa asked,

Snapping back to the present, Rafael replied, “Oh, | wanted to see if my mom was causing you any trouble. She

can be difficult to deal with, can’t she? But don’t worry. Once we're my residence, she won't be as audacious as

she is in the palace. After all, the people in my household will listen toand to you, not necessarily to her.”

Carissa smiled. “She's not too difficult to deal with. She has caused

strouble, but her methods are... somewhat crude and manageable.”

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Rafael tilted his head.

Crude methods? That was an apt description. Helen knew nothing of subtlety. She had been pampered all her

life. A tantrum or a sulk would usually get her what she wanted.

“She does lack finesse. | remember the harshest method she used against Lady Dakota when | lived in the

palace. When Lady Dakota was pregnant with my seventh sister, Father would always

accompany her.

“To get his attention, my mom tried to soak herself in cold water to fake an illness as an excuse to summon him.

But she only managed to stay in the water for a moment before she jumped out, cursing and saying she didn’t

care if he cor not, but she wouldn't mistreat herself,” Rafael recounted.

Carissa chuckled at the image. “Lady Helen is indeed amusing.”

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Looking at her smiling face, Rafael found it hard to look away. Amusing? | think your use of ‘amusing’ is quite

amusing in itself.”

Helen was certainly not an amusing person. In Rafael’s memories, she was not only spoiled and willful, but also

unreasonable. If others. gave her a little leeway, she would demand tenfold.

Rafael’s great-grandfather, a renowned scholar, would have died unhappy knowing he had such a

granddaughter. On his deathbed, he had one last wish: to avoid any scandal that might ruin the family’s

reputation.

Clearly fearing her, Salvador had asked Helen to leave the palace. and live with Rafael.

Everyone in the palace was afraid of her. It wasn’t that she was particularly powerful. Rather, even the most

privileged young ladies from noble or official families couldn’t handle her relentless and unreasonable behavior.

The carriage cto a halt.

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Dylan lifted the curtain. “Your Highness, we've arrived at Northwatch Estate.”

Rafael shot him a cold glare. Was Dylan incapable of taking a detour? How many rounds could the carriage make

around the capital before running out of fodder?

Dylan, bewildered by the glare, wondered what he had done wrong to deserve such a harsh look.

“I'll head in first. Your Highness, take care,” said Carissa, hopping out of the carriage.

She waved at Rafael and entered the estate without pausing.

“Your Highness, should we head straight back to your estate or take

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a detour around the capital?” Dylan asked, noticing Rafael’s reluctance to return directly.

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