Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1343

“Do you think Madam Prince and Ms. Prince are in immediate danger?” Carissa asked.

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“Madam Prince should be fine, but if Ms. Prince’s fever doesn’t break soon, she could be in real danger. She’s too

anxious. When she saw me, she kept grabbing my hand, asking if she was going to die. She kept babbling

nonsense -blaming one person, then another, before turning the blon herself for all the wrong decisions

she’d made,” Rowan replied.

Carissa said nothing.

She had no right to judge someone else’s life, but she couldn’t help but wish Viola wouldn't drag Zoey down with

her. If Viola were to die in Astral Prison, it would only cause panic among the Earl of Silverstone’s family. This

would undoubtedly increase Zoey’s already heavy burden.

“Rowan, please check on them again in a couple of days.”

He nodded. “Of course.”

Carissa thought for a moment, then added, “I'll accompany you when you go.”

She wanted to have a private conversation with Zoey. In a hopeless place like prison, having no one to talk to

and only listening to endless crying would make the days feel like years.

But right now, Carissa had other matters to attend to. With Salvador ill and court in recess, her only option was

to find Jeremiah and inform him of the change in the riverworks personnel, explaining how Cameron had

replaced the workers.

More importantly, she had to meet with the generals of the Mystic Army to devise strategy and plan their

defense.

The next day, after speaking with Jeremiah about the personnel change, she asked him to report it to Salvador.

Then, she returned to the Capital Guard headquarters. She also gathered Kyle and Jacob to discuss the matter.

They had to consider many possible scenarios. They couldn't rule out internal collaboration, so they needed to

be ready for that. Those guarding the city gates had to be on high alert.

At the stime, scouts needed to be dispatched to patrol the countryside surrounding the city. There were

many large villas on the outskirts, shousing hundreds of people. It would be hard to know who might be

hiding among them.

However, this was one of the most difficult areas to investigate, as the villa managers often hired workers based

on cheap labor and skill rather than background or identity. Many times, they would recruit refugees from other

places. So long as they could work for a meal, what did it matter who they were?

The search had already begun, but progress was slow. The countryside was vast, and apart from the villas, there

were many small villages.

The defense fortifications were set to begin that very day, with strict surveillance of all key routes into the city.

The main street leading to the palace would be a particular focus

While waiting for news from Jeremiah, Carissa, visited Zoey in prison. This time, she had Randall bring Zoey to

the back courtyard of the SuprCourt, where they had smeat porridge prepared for her.

Zoey looked terribly worn-her face gaunt and her body frail, with large eyes that seemed devoid of life. As she

looked at the porridge in front of her, inhaling its fragrant aroma, tears fell from her eyes in heavy drops.

Carissa didn’t try to comfort her, letting her cry it all out.

Zoey had likely been holding back her tears for a long tin Astral Prison, she was the pillar of strength for

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everyone, the one who couldn't show weakness. She had to keep her spirit alive, for if she faltered, everyone

else would lose hope.

When her tears finally subsided, she picked up the now lukewarm porridge and began to eat, her hands

trembling She hesitated, the thought of saving sfor her children togging at her heart. But she knew that was

impossible. After Zoey finished one bowl, Carissa could see that it was enough and asked for another to be

brought.

Zoey's voice, choked with emotion, broke the silence, “That's enough, Your Grace. Thank you.

One bowl of porridge, in her family’s current state, was a luxury.

“Mrs. Prince, you need to pull yourself together,” Carissa said softly.

Zoey gave a bitter smile. “Why callthat? I'm just a woman who has sinned.”

Carissa fell quiet for a bit before saying, “Then, letcall you Zoey.”

That seemed to pull Zoey out of her daze. How long had it been since anyone had called her in such a familiar

manner? -

“Do you have any news of him? Will he be caught?” Zoey asked, her voice filled with desperation as she lifted

her tear-filled eyes to Carissa.

Every day, all she could think about was Oliver's capture. Her children’s survival depended on it.

Carissa shook her head, regretfully replying, “No news yet Although the arrest order has been issued, with wars

breaking out everywhere, they probably can’t spare the resources.”

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