Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1017

In the side hall, Violet coldly watched Molly, who was earnestly apologizing in front of her. If she didn’t know her cousin so well, she might have believed her.

“Please believe me, Violet,” Molly said, her voice sincere. “It was Jessica who came to me in tears, begging me to help her clear her name, I only helped her because I was soft- hearted at the moment. After you left yesterday, Prince Yuvan scolded me for a long time. He said the workshop was meant to benefit women, and I shouldn’t be spreading false rumors. I’ve already realized my mistake. Will you forgive me?”

Violet didn’t believe a word of it.

She didn’t believe Molly’s claim of helping Jessica out of kindness, nor did she believe that Yuvan would ever say something like “the workshop is meant to benefit women“.

How had Avis, Carissa’s aunt and Yuvan’s previous princess consort, met her end? Others might not know, but Violet certainly did.

She listened calmly as Molly finished, watching as the last two perfect tears of regret fell from the latter’s eyes. Her cousin hadn’t learned much since becoming Yuvan’s princess consort, but the girl had certainly mastered the art of acting. It seemed Molly must have spent plenty of time watching plays.

“Nice words, but if you truly came to apologize today, why didn’t you send word in advance? How did you know I’d be at the estate?” Violet asked.

Molly’s face stiffened for a moment. She had only been working up her emotions earlier and hadn’t expected to be asked such an irrelevant question. It didn’t really matter, did it?

Fortunately, Plum stepped in to help her out. She curtsied and explained, “Ms. Spencer, Her Grace cried all night and didn’t dare come to apologize. It was His Highness who said that if she made a mistake, she should be brave enough to admit it and ask for your forgiveness so that your bond wouldn’t be harmed. That’s why Her Grace immediately ordered gifts to be prepared. She said that if you weren’t in the estate, she would wait until you returned.”

That excuse might have fooled some other idiot, but not Violet.

After acting impulsive the day before, she had already spent the night reflecting on her actions. She realized that one shouldn’t act in haste, and now she was curious to see what would happen after this apology.

Following Plum’s words, Violet said, “Indeed, Prince Yuvan is right. You and I are family. We shouldn’t let such matters hurt our relationship. As long as you help calm the rumors outside, I will forgive you.”

“Really?” Molly wiped away the tears at the comers of her eyes, but doubt lingered in her

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heart.

Just yesterday, Violet was shouting threats and making a scene why was she so accommodating today?

“We’re family. How could there be any deep animosity between us? Whatever happened in the past is over. I slapped you yesterday, but don’t take it to heart,” Violet said with a calm smile.

A flash of resentment crossed Molly’s eyes. How could she not take it to heart? Being slapped like that in front of Yuvan had completely humiliated her. To make matters worse, he hadn’t stepped in to defend her. Instead, he had sent her to apologize–even inviting Violet to dinner at the estate tomorrow.

Now, Violet had brought up the slap in front of all the servants of Hell Monarch Estate. The humiliation was overwhelming. Didn’t everyone now know that she, a princess consort, was utterly powerless?

“Honestly, Violet. Why couldn’t we just talk things through? Why did you have to resort to violence?” Molly asked, her tone turning slightly bitter.

“I’ve always had a fiery temper. I’m not as calm and gracious as you.” Violet tilted her head and looked at her cousin with an assessing gaze. “Are you still upset with me?”

Molly forced a smile, her eyes tight with tension. “If I were upset with you, would I have come to apologize?”

“True,” Violet replied with a light laugh. “Since that’s the case, let’s put our past grudges behind us, shall we?”

Staring at Violet’s bright, dazzling smile, Molly couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something deeply malicious hidden behind it.

Taking a deep breath, she said, “Of course, that sounds fine. By the way, though I’ve been in the capital for some time now, we haven’t really caught up. I’d like to formally invite you to the estate tomorrow for dinner. We’ve recently hired an Ebonflow chef. What do you think?”

So, the real purpose was to get her to come to Edgeview Estate?

Violet smirked. “Sure.”

The sudden shift in topic made it clear that Molly didn’t want to say anything more. She was so transparent–there wasn’t an ounce of cunning in her.

Molly’s shoulders relaxed slightly. “Good. I’ll wait for you at the estate tomorrow evening.”