Awakening Love Reborn to Be His Duchess (Elowen Hale) novel Chapter 600

Chapter 600 The Interruption

Theodric’s voice dropped, each word deliberate and heavy. “Alaric, you have failed me.”

Alaric’s face drained of color. He opened his mouth, desperate to explain himself, but under that gaze, nothing came out. Every excuse died before it could form.

The King lifted his hand slightly. “Guards.”

The great doors swung open, and several members of the King’s Guard strode into the hall, their armor catching the torchlight along the stone walls.

“Remove him,” Theodric said, his tone leaving no room for argument. “Confine him within the Royal House Council under strict watch. No one is to see him without my command.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Two guards stepped forward and seized Alaric by the arms, forcing him upright.

The reality hit all at once.

Not just stripped of his title, but locked away.

Panic broke through whatever composure he had left. “Father, please, just this once. I was wrong. I won’t do it again. I swear it.”

Theodric did not react.

Alaric twisted against the guards, trying to pull free as he turned toward Colton. “Grandfather, you have to help me. Please.”

The old man slowly closed his eyes.

The guards tightened their hold and began dragging Alaric across the hall.

His ceremonial robes had fallen into disarray, his hair undone, dignity slipping away with every step, no matter how hard he struggled.

No one in the chamber spoke.

Rows of nobles and officials stood rigid, heads lowered, as if even breathing too loudly might draw the King’s anger.

Only Alaric’s voice echoed through the vaulted hall, raw and breaking. “Father, it was the Duke of Duskmoor. He set me up. And Elowen hates me. She’s taking revenge. Father, please, show mercy”

Elowen stood among the court, listening as his voice faded into the distance.

A quiet breath left her. She lowered her gaze and did not look again.

“Hold.”

A clear, cool voice cut in from the entrance.

Elowen’s brows drew together slightly as she turned. Valessa, Princess of Nordia, strode into the hall without hesitation.

At the same time, Colton opened his eyes. Elowen glanced at him, and in that instant, everything clicked.

So this is his final move.

He had brought the princess here.

He knew Valessa had taken an interest in Alaric, and now he meant to use the peace negotiations as leverage against the throne.

Valessa stopped at the foot of the dais and inclined her head in a formal court bow. “Your Majesty of Avenlor, may I ask why your Crown Prince is being taken away in chains?”

Theodric’s expression tightened slightly.

“This is a matter of Avenlor’s court,” he said, voice controlled. “You are our guest. It would be best not to involve yourself.”

Valessa did not yield an inch. “If it concerns the Crown Prince, then it concerns me.”

Her voice carried clearly through the chamber, steady and unflinching. “I was sent here to negotiate peace between our kingdoms. What happens to your heir affects that process. Stability matters. A realm without a steady line of succession is a realm on the edge of unrest

She met his gaze directly.

“If the Crown Prince can be removed so abruptly, your court risks instability. And it that happens, I don’t see how these negotiations can move forward.”

The meaning settled over the hall without needing to be spoken outright.

If you take down the Crown Prince, the whole court’s gonna spiral, and that kills day chance I have at negotiating peace.

And if the talks fall apart, we’re probably looking at a war

Chapter 600 The Interruption

So think it through before you make a move.

Theodric’s brows drew together more tightly as he weighed her words.

War already pressed along the southwestern marches. If Nordia turned hostile now, Avenlor would be forced to fight on two fronts.

He had no desire for that. War drained the treasury, cost lives, and left the people to suffer.

Everything he had worked to steady could unravel.

His gaze shifted, briefly, toward Cassian. Cassian stood still, his expression calm and unreadable, offering nothing away.

Silence stretched again, heavy and expectant.

Colton stood with his head slightly bowed, his face composed, though the faint tremor in his beard betrayed the tension beneath.

He was gambling everything on this moment.

If Alaric could be spared today, if he could remain in the Crown Prince’s Wing, then there would still be a path forward.

Once the negotiations concluded and time passed, influence could be rebuilt.

He did not speak.

Instead, he cast a subtle glance toward Quentin, the Royal Inspector

Quentin caught it immediately.

He drew a breath, steadied himself, and stepped forward. “Your Majesty, even if His Highnes has committed serious offenses, the negotiations with Nordia are at a critical stage. Remove him now could provoke them and jeopardize the peace. If that happens, we risk wear on ENAK fronts, and the consequences would be severe. I ask that Your Majesty consider this carefully

Theodric remained silent

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Chapter 600 The Interruption

So think it through before you make a move.

Theodric’s brows drew together more tightly as he weighed her words.

War already pressed along the southwestern marches. If Nordia turned hostile now, Avenlor would be forced to fight on two fronts.

He had no desire for that. War drained the treasury, cost lives, and left the people to suffer.

Everything he had worked to steady could unravel.

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