Awakening Love Reborn to Be His Duchess (Elowen Hale) novel Chapter 194

Chapter 194 Blade Words

“When they bring Ember here,” Alaric said lightly, “they’ll tie it to that frame. It’s heavy. It won’t break free

He glanced sideways at her. “And you’re in my hands. Once it sees you, it won’t struggle. It’ll think you want to play.”

He gave a faint laugh. “Horses aren’t exactly bright.”

Elowen’s chest heaved with rage and anguish. She bit down hard on her lip until a thick metallic taste filled her mouth.

Alaric continued calmly, “Of course, it will hurt. The first cut, it’ll scream. But it won’t get away. It’ll just take the second cut. Then the third.”

His tone stayed steady. “I’ll make sure it bleeds out to the very last drop.”

“Don’t…” Elowen’s face twisted with unbearable pain as she forced the word out.

“What did you say?” Alaric asked mildly. “I didn’t catch that.”

“I said, don’t kill it.” She closed her eyes. A tear slipped down.

Alaric watched that tear closely. His heartbeat quickened, excitement tingling in his fingertips.

“Beg me,” he said.

Elowen froze. Beside them, Kaelan struggled violently, making muffled sounds that clearly meant no.

She did not want to. But the sound of hooves rang out, light and eager.

From far to near. The servant was leading Ember over.

The horse believed it was finally going to see its beloved owner. It had no idea what awaited.

Alaric kindly reminded her, “Time’s running short.”

Elowen fell into utter despair. No one would come to help her save Ember.

Compared to pride and dignity, survival mattered more.

Not just her survival. Ember’s too.

Her parents were gone. Her brother was gone. Ember was all she had left. She could not endure losing anything else.

It was just begging.

Elowen drew in a breath, lowered her eyes painfully, her voice hoarse. “I’m begging you. Let Ember go. Don’t kill it.”

Alaric replied, “I don’t feel your sincerity, Aunt.”

Chapter 194 Blade Words

Elowen’s face was pale. She looked at him. “What do you want me to do?”

Alaric smiled slightly. “Get down and beg properly.”

Elowen froze completely. Her pupils widened as she stared at him in disbelief.

“Hm?”

Finished

Inside, Alaric was wildly unhinged. On the outside, he appeared remarkably calm, even lifting a brow with a faint smile. “Did you not hear me?”

Her lips moved slightly.

He seemed almost pleased to repeat it, enunciating clearly, “If you want that horse to live, get down and beg

me.”

For a brief moment, Elowen seemed to lose focus. Kaelan kept shaking his head frantically, but several servants held him down. His eyes were red with urgency.

“Or.” Alaric looked at her for a long moment, then changed direction. “You don’t have to get down.”

Elowen suddenly lifted her gaze and met his dark expression. She had once been captivated by that handsome face. Now only disgust remained.

She turned her eyes away at once. That only irritated him further. He grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him again.

He stared at her fiercely, madness swirling in his eyes. “Later, you’ll go tell His Majesty you regret it. You don’t want to marry Cassian. You’ll trade every military honor your father and brothers earned, everything Hale family has accomplished, for a new decree.”

He paused briefly on his own words.

Elowen’s gaze remained emotionless.

He did not mind. He licked his lips slightly. “Then you’ll say you want to marry into the Crown Prince’s Wing and become Crown Princess.”

Elowen stiffened sharply.

His fingers trembled against her jaw. He noticed and released her, but kept watching her face closely. “Well?”

Red marks had formed on her cheeks where he had gripped her.

She faced him in silence for several moments.

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