Awakening Love Reborn to Be His Duchess (Elowen Hale) novel Chapter 326

Chapter 326 A Small Miracle

Even though she had only just woken up, Elowen lay in Cassian’s arms listening to the steady beat of his heart, and before long she drifted off again. This time the sleep was deep and peaceful.

She didn’t know how long she had been asleep when a familiar voice called her name, urgent

with worry.

“Ella?”

It was Cassian.

She wanted to answer, but her body wouldn’t obey. Her head spun, and her eyelids felt heavy.

Vaguely, she felt his palm against her forehead.

His voice sharpened at once. “Get Doctor Dray!”

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Elowen barely registered the sudden stir around her. Her mind was foggy, and her body felt hot and weak. It took all her strength just to force her eyes open.

When she did, she saw Cassian sitting at her bedside, holding her hand as though he had no intention of letting go.

Her throat felt dry. “Cassian…”

He leaned closer immediately, worry plain on his face. “Ella, you’re awake? How do you feel?” Out of habit she started to shake her head, then stopped and said, “A little dizzy.”

His frown deepened. “You’re burning up. I think you have a fever.”

Elowen stared at him. “A fever? But… I’ve been careful. I didn’t catch cold.”

He brushed the damp hair back from her forehead. “Hugh will know.”

Before long, Hugh hurried in with his medicine case.

Cassian watched as Hugh sat down and quietly took Elowen’s pulse. He didn’t move for a long time. His brow drew tighter and tighter as he focused, and the silence dragged on.

Cassian’s patience snapped first. “Can you tell what’s wrong, or have you forgotten your training?”

Hugh didn’t react. He waited a little longer, then finally let go of her wrist.

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Cassian pressed him at once. “She has a fever. It’s nothing serious, right?”

Hugh looked at him, thoughtful. “She does have a mild fever, but that isn’t the real issue.”

Cassian frowned. “If the fever doesn’t matter, then what does?”

Hugh answered evenly. “She’s pregnant, Your Grace.”

For a moment, neither Cassian nor Elowen seemed to understand what he had said.

Then Cassian, silent with shock, looked toward Elowen’s still–flat stomach.

His voice came out rough. “Say that again.”

“About a month along. It’s early, so the signs aren’t obvious. I checked several times. There’s no mistake.”

Only then did Cassian seem to breathe again. He turned back to Elowen. He didn’t speak right away. He only reached out and touched her cheek, as if he needed to make sure this was real.

“Ella…”

It was barely more than a whisper. “Did you hear him?”

Elowen nodded.

He looked at her for a long moment, then said softly, “Thank you.”

She blinked, confused. Why is he thanking me?

But Cassian had already turned back to Hugh. “Is the fever connected to the pregnancy? She’s never been especially strong, and her knee was injured before. Does she need special care?

“Are there foods she should avoid? Anything she shouldn’t do? What does she need during pregnancy? Should we hire a midwife and a nursemaid now?”

Lying there, Elowen watched him worry over every little detail and couldn’t help smiling.

Hugh answered each question with patient calm. “I’d meant to leave once your legs had healed, but now that Her Grace is with child–and the early months are delicate–I’ll stay until things are steadier.”

Cassian nodded at once. “Good. I’ll have a room prepared for you. Stay as long as needed.”

Hugh had no objection. “That will do.”

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