Awakening Love Reborn to Be His Duchess (Elowen Hale) novel Chapter 453

Elowen had not truly forgiven Maerwyn, though she had come to recognize that the princess's affection and guilt were both real.

She understood something else just as clearly. If anything were to happen to her, Maerwyn would not remain indifferent.

On the day of the feast, Elowen quietly began to close her trap.

She stationed herself in the study with the household ledger, then dismissed her attendants one after another with excuses that sounded perfectly reasonable, until only Alyssa remained. After a while, she casually mentioned that she felt like having something warm to drink.

The water Alyssa brought was, of course, untouched and entirely safe.

Alyssa was far too careful to act on her own at a time like this. Without clear instruction, she would never risk doing anything that might turn suspicion back on herself.

And yet, Elowen fainted again.

This time, everything had already been arranged with Cassian, Sylvia, and Rowena.

Sylvia and Rowena deliberately delayed before entering the royal residence, only reporting the matter once enough time had passed.

Just as Elowen expected, Maerwyn hurried over without hesitation.

For several nights beforehand, Elowen and Cassian had gone over every line together, refining their words until nothing felt out of place. So the moment they heard Isla and the princess had arrived, the two of them slipped into their roles effortlessly, their voices weaving together so naturally it felt almost real.

Everything Maerwyn heard was exactly what Elowen intended her to hear.

What she had not expected was Isla's presence as well, which made the entire performance land far better than planned.

"Where are Beatrice and Alyssa now?" Elowen asked.

"They've been kept in separate guest chambers, just as Your Grace ordered, with guards watching them at all times," Gerda replied.

Elowen gave a small nod.

After today, neither of them would remain at the manor.

That part, however, would not require her involvement.

Reclining against the headboard, her fingers absently tracing the stitched patterns on the coverlet, Elowen let her thoughts settle.

"If I were Isla, I wouldn't sit back and wait for this to play out. I'd go straight to His Majesty and get ahead of it. I'd lower myself enough to admit I misjudged the people under me and failed to keep proper order, then offer to make amends for the fright caused at Duskmoor Manor. After that, I'd press him to let me bring Beatrice and Alyssa back to the royal residence, so I could question them myself and deal with it under my own authority."

She let out a quiet breath.

"Alyssa didn't do a thing. What she brought me was perfectly clean. If Isla takes her back, she'll see that for herself right away. And even if she doesn't act on it immediately, she'll hold onto that truth and wait for the right moment to use it."

That alone made it dangerous.

Cassian shifted slightly, a relaxed ease in his posture, one brow lifting just a fraction. "In that case, I should make a visit to the royal residence myself."

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