Awakening Love Reborn to Be His Duchess (Elowen Hale) novel Chapter 542

Second, within the royal family, a prince who does not aspire to the throne cannot be considered a worthy prince.

Moreover, if he failed to claim the throne, neither he nor his mother would survive under the Queen and the Crown Prince.

They had no alternative.

Recently, the Crown Prince's influence at court had been rising steadily. Caelan and his mother had discussed it in private, both sensing that something was off.

Now, Caelan was completely certain.

Everything traced back to Iris.

The invitation he had extended earlier had been sincere.

He did not lack loyal guards, nor servants to handle daily affairs. What he lacked was someone like Iris, someone sharp-minded, observant, and able to read a room the moment she stepped into it. She knew how to move through complicated situations without drawing unnecessary attention, adjusting just enough to stay ahead without ever losing control. She wasn't about brute force. She was more like a finely balanced blade, subtle, controlled, and precise, the kind that didn't need strength to break through a stalemate, only the right angle and perfect timing.

He wanted her.

He needed her.

Iris received Leonhart and brought him back to the Crown Prince's Wing, where he settled into a warm chamber to admire calligraphy and paintings.

As usual, Iris stood by to attend to him.

She knew his preferences well. From time to time, she offered a few comments, never overly elaborate, yet always insightful.

Leonhart nodded repeatedly, clearly enjoying himself, growing more fond of her with each exchange.

After about two hours, as the time for the evening meal approached, Leonhart reluctantly prepared to leave.

At that moment, footsteps sounded outside, followed by a servant's announcement.

Alaric had returned.

"Alaric!"

Leonhart greeted him with a bright smile, stepping forward. "You're finally done! These pieces today are incredible!"

Alaric still carried a faint trace of ink from the Ministry of Rites. He was in good spirits. Seeing Leonhart so pleased, he allowed a slight smile. "If you truly like them, choose one. I'll give it to you."

Leonhart's eyes widened in delight. "Really? I can actually take one?"

Even as he spoke, he had already moved toward the long table, carefully selecting a piece.

"Of course."

Alaric paused briefly before adding, "But once you take it, you'll run an errand for me."

Leonhart, fully absorbed in choosing, replied without looking up, "Where to? What do you need?"

Alaric's voice remained even. "Hale Manor. Go check on your aunt."

He really went... just as I suggested.

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