Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1209

About an hour later, Trevor sent someone to escort Rosalind.

Rosalind watched as Josie picked out the most delicate, exquisite clothes for her, pairing them with carefully

matched jewelry. After much thought, Rosalind decided to simply go as she was.

She wore a white gown paired with a soft apricot-yellow cloak. The outfit was simple and unassuming, as though

she were about to take a casual stroll in the garden, rather than attending a formal gathering or discussing

matters of her future.

When she reached the main hall of the outer courtyard, she saw a crowd of people, the scene. quite grand.

Then she saw him.

His gaze met hers, deep and piercing, yet tinged with restraint.

She couldn’t meet his eyes for long, her heart thundering in her chest, cheeks flushed with

heat.

But the etiquette was ingrained in her, and she forced herself to approach each person, making her way

forward. When Alice saw her, a deep sense of joy filled her heart. She immediately took Rosalind’s hand and said

warmly, “Child, | know these days have been hard on you.”

The kindness of an elder brought Rosalind to the brink of tears. She fought to keep her composure, her throat

tight as she forced the words out, “Thank you, Mrs. Farrell. It’s nothing, truly. A little hardship is nothing.”

Natalie, the prminister's wife, felt a pang of sorrow at Rosalind’s state. How could such a talented, graceful

young woman be reduced to the subject of such gossip?

She said softly, “My dear, I'm here today as a matchmaker. Your grandparents wish to know your opinion, and |

ask you now-do you consent to marry Thomas Farrell?”

Rosalind clutched her handkerchief, trying to appear calm and composed. For sreason, the feelings of

frustration she had previously held back suddenly rushed to the surface. She almost lost her composure and

cried right then and there, her throat choking up as she couldn't say whether she agreed or disagreed.

Everyone was waiting for her answer, but she couldn't find the words.

Thomas stood up and walked over to her, then nodded respectfully and said, “Ms. Young, may we speak privately

for a moment?”

Rosalind didn’t dare look at him, only nodding slightly and murmuring in

response.

Thomas smiled gently. “Alright. Please have your maid remain nearby, and we'll talk for a

moment.”

The main hall was separated by a screen, and though they could have spoken there, the

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Chapter 1209

soundproofing wasn’t great. So, they moved to the side hall instead.

Josie trailed behind them, puzzled by why her mistress hadn’t given her answer right away. She walked ahead,

not daring to turn back to look at them.

Rosalind and Thomas walked side by side, him taking the position on the edge to block the wind. She stayed just

behind him, to the right. Only then did she dare to look up at his tall, imposing figure ahead of her.

His cloak billowed, shielding her from the wind that might have reached her otherwise. To her, his back was like a

towering mountain, sturdy and protective, offering a sense of safety that enveloped her completely.

It didn’t matter what the outcor whatever their paths would eventually be. At that moment, she felt an

overwhelming warmth and happiness-a warmth that she would carry with her for the rest of her life.

When they reached the side hall, Josie stood outside the door, leaving them to speak in private inside.

Thomas looked at her, his gaze sincere, and there was a touch of passion in it. “Originally, our families discussed

this, but at the time, | wasn’t very enthusiastic. First, it was because | hadn't settled my affairs. Second, because

| thought | wasn’t worthy of you.“”

He paused for a moment, then added, “Even now, | still feel unworthy of you.”

His hands gripped the armrests, his nervousness apparent, and his face flushed with rare embarrassment.

“But | want to try... | know it might

seem like I'm taking advantage pfithe

situation gad fyouticnt agree, I'll

ubeétstand. But if you do, | promise

I'll cherish you every single day | live.”

Rosalind blinked, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears, her lashes heavy with them. “But back then, | was so

selfish. And now, my reputation is ruined. Don’t you despise me?”

He shook his head, his words coming more easily now, each one heartfelt.

“You weren't selfish, not at all. On the

contrary, | admire you. You're not

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“| respect that deeply. Perhaps it was

the moment you turneddown

that | realized | truly liked you. At the

time, | didn't think yey of

Ru Ba eto push for it.

But now, I'll be staying in the capital.

You wouldn't have to followfar

away or leave your family. Though |

can't guarantee I'll never leave the

city—I'll have to go to war if it comes

to that | can promise you that when

I'm by your side, I'll treat you well.”

He said a lot of “thoughs” and “buts” because he knew there were many uncertainties ahead. But what he was

sure of was his feelings for her.

At this moment, he was opening his heart and letting her know how he felt.

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