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Iris looked up at him, her tone calm and measured.
“Honestly, for something like what Tristan did, going behind your back like that, he should’ve been kept out there for a full month. You already went easy on him cutting it down to half. But even so, it’s enough to make a point. Everyone in the residence will think twice after this.”
Alaric clearly liked how that sounded. The tension in his face eased a little.
He thought it over, then waved a hand. “Fine. Go tell him he’s done. He doesn’t need to stand out there anymore.”
Iris dipped her head. “Your Highness is merciful. Though… should his meals be restored as well?”
Alaric had already started to relent, the answer nearly forming.
Then Iris added, almost lightly, “After all, he only took some salve from Hale Manor, and that was for me. When you think about it, it’s not exactly a serious offense.”
Alaric’s expression darkened instantly.
Not serious? He’s been reaching out to Hale Manor behind my back, and that’s not serious?
“His meals stay cut,” Alaric snapped. “Let him stay hungry. Maybe that’ll remind him who he really belongs to.”
Iris lowered her eyes. “Understood.”
When she stepped out of the study, the late afternoon sun was bright and unforgiving.
Tristan stood off to the side near a carved stone lion, his face pale, his clothes hanging loose on his frame.
Two hours like that was already exhausting for anyone. For someone who had been underfed for days, it was something closer to punishment than discipline.
When Iris approached, he didn’t react right away.
“Tristan,” she said softly.
He turned his head slowly. His eyes were unfocused at first, then gradually settled on her
“His Highness says you’re done. You can go back.
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Tristan gave a faint nod. He struggled to turn toward the study and lowered himself into a stiff bow, his voice barely holding together. “This servant… thanks Your Highness for his merry
Iris stepped closer. “I’ll walk
you back.”
He didn’t respond. He just forced himself forward, step by step.
As they moved across the courtyard, Iris lowered her voice.
“He’s still upset, so your rations won’t be restored. But it’s fine. I’ll share mine with you. I never finish it anyway. You helped me before. Now I’ll help you.”
Tristan’s lips twitched, forming something like a smile.
It looked strained. Almost painful.
“The Crown Prince…” he murmured.
Iris glanced at him quietly.
Another one. He’s starting to see it too.
By evening, Hale Manor had settled into a calm rhythm.
Elowen and Cassian had just finished dinner and were walking slowly through the kitchen garden behind the manor.
Elowen bent slightly, resting her hands against her knees as she looked over the young plants.
“They’re growing well. Makes me want to pick them already.”
Cassian smiled. “When they’re ready, I’ll cook them for
you.”
She tilted her head toward him. “This is the first time we’ve grown something together. We should invite people over when the harvest comes in.”
She thought for a moment. “I wonder if my aunt will be back by then. If she is, we should mvite her too. Let her try your cooking.”
At that moment, Bran approached quickly, his expression serious,
He stopped in front of them and bowed. “Your Grace. It’s done.
Cassian raised a brow. “Dominic?”
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Bran nodded, though his expression carried a hint of unease. “Yes… he caused a major scene at the Spring Blossom House. But…”
Elowen caught it immediately. “But what?”
Bran let out a breath. “It went too far. Someone’s dead.”
Both Elowen and Cassian paused.
Elowen already knew from Scarlet that Dominic and Rowan had never gotten along. Every time they met, it turned into insults or worse.
Rowan had been beaten badly before. First by Cassian, then again after clashing with Alaric and Maerwyn, leaving him bedridden for quite some time.
But Elowen had arranged for Hugh to treat him properly, making sure he recovered.
Earlier that morning, word came in that Dominic had gone to the Spring Blossom House.
So she made her move, quietly steering Rowan there as well.
Everything had already been arranged inside. A clash between them was inevitable.
She just hadn’t expected it to end with a death.
Her expression tightened. “Who died?”
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