Her Majestic Battle Cry
Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 871

Chapter 871

Whether criticized or understood, news about the embroidery workshop ultimately spread far and wide. The official establishment of the workshop right after the New Year was thanks to Jacob’s diligent supervision and the fact that the necessary paperwork had been completed early, with Luke in charge of procurement.

Violet tossed a bundle of banknotes into the air and confidently declared, “If it’s not enough, just ask me

for more!”

Luke didn’t go shopping by himself. He was accompanied by the Defense Minister’s wife, Hannah. They bought everything imaginable–furniture, bedding, pots and pans, looms, assorted threads, embroidery needles, and even chamber pots.

Having managed a household for many years, Hannah worked seamlessly with Luke, who oversaw the daily affairs of Hell Monarch Estate. Within just a few days, they had acquired all the essentials. Any custom items would be delivered after the New Year.

The embroidery workshop was named Skye Embroidery. Kyle personally wrote it, which was then carved into a plaque that hung over the entrance.

The townsfolk were puzzled; they had no idea who the name belonged to. They wondered why the workshop, which was intended to shelter women, didn’t have a name like Compassion Embroidery. However, it wasn’t long before someone discovered that Skye was the middle name of Amelia, the deceased lady of the Warren family. Upon learning this, many people sighed and stopped targeting the embroidery workshop. Instead, they remarked on how Carissa seemed to care about her previous relationships.

Everyone knew that Amelia had thrown herself into the river, and that it was Carissa who had saved her. Though she had saved her the first time, she couldn’t save her the second time.

That was the reason Carissa had established the workshop to provide refuge for abandoned women, right?

Once a tragedy had a poignant backstory, it was easy for the community to empathize. No one criticized Carissa or the Hell Monarch anymore.

Instead, the people praised their loyalty and generosity. It was known that if a woman remarried into another family, it was forbidden for her to maintain ties with her former in–laws. Thus, Rafael’s broad- mindedness earned him respect.

With praise came criticism, and those who spoke out mostly scolded him for being foolish and for failing to recognize his status.

On New Year’s Eve, Ryan returned home from the academy. After spending a day at Hell Monarch Estate, the Klein family came to take him to their residence. Though Carissa was reluctant, she understood how important it was for them, so she agreed to let him go.

However, Helen was furious. Ryan had just returned home the day before, and now, someone was whisking him away. Was he really going to celebrate the New Year with the Klein family?

Helen’s anger didn’t stem from a deep affection for Ryan. She liked him, sure, but it wasn’t that serious. She had prepared a stack of whimsical stories, planning to ask Ryan to read them to her. He was clever

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and didn’t just read the words flatly. He would mimic the quirky voices, sometimes eerie and sometimes playful, which made the stories all the more entertaining.

Furthermore, while the tailors were making clothes, she had specifically instructed them to prepare. several winter outfits for Ryan to try on the next day. But before she could even rise, the Klein family had already taken him away.

Helen

Knowing how upset Helen was, Carissa suggested she go to the palace to keep Victoria company was open to the idea, especially since Violet had been absent from the residence lately, supposedly busy teaching those men martial arts.

Being left alone with Gillian had grown tedious, so it seemed better to go to the palace and spend time with her sister and bicker with Dakota and Josephine.

As for Rebecca, she ultimately could no longer hold on.

Barrett personally knelt in front of Arcane Sanctumn for several hours. At first, no one paid him any attention, but he knelt for eight hours until about five in the evening. Sebastian usually had coffee and a few pastries at that time, and he had Barrett brought into the back hall.

Barrett thought he finally had a chance. He dropped to his knees in front of Sebastian and said, “Whatever the price for the Snowdrop Pills, just name it. I’ll pay it without haggling.”

Rebecca had finally sold off some jewelry, and now they had 3,000 silver coins. She had even said that if that wasn’t enough, she would sell more.

Sebastian regarded him, but didn’t mention the Snowdrop Pills.

“I used to have high hopes for you,” he said. “Who would have thought I misjudged you? You’ve truly disappointed me.”