Awakening Love Reborn to Be His Duchess (Elowen Hale) novel Chapter 628

Chapter 628 The Iron Bastille

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heard that her interest

ed immediately

“Then help me get ready, she said at once. “I want to hear what Scarlet has to say

“Of course

Cassian carefully helped her sit up before draping a warm amber cloak around her shoulders and fastening the ties securely beneath her throat to keep away the lingering morning chill

Her long hair was brushed smooth and loosely tied back with a ribbon, while a soft embroidered band was placed across her forehead to keep stray strands away from her face.

Elowen glanced toward the polished mirror nearby and frowned slightly.

“My complexion looks awful.”

Cassian studied her seriously for a moment before answering without hesitation.

“You still look beautiful enough.”

That immediately made her laugh.

And once she smiled, the lingering exhaustion in her features softened noticeably, as though light had slowly returned to her face.

After Elowen finished preparing herself, Scarlet was finally invited inside.

The moment she entered the room, she lowered herself into a respectful bow toward both Cassian and Elowen.

“Your Grace and Her Grace,” she said properly before continuing. “Yesterday, using Your Grace’s signet, this servant entered the palace and personally witnessed the entire process of Prince Alaric being taken into custody

Elowen leaned forward immediately, interest obvious in her expression.

“Well? What happened?”

Scarlet paused briefly before beginning her account.

According to what she witnessed, when the King’s Guard arrived under imperial orders, Alaric appeared to have expected them already. He had been seated behind his writing desk with a cold, composed expression, showing remarkably little panic at first.

“So Father finally sent you to drag me away for questioning?” he asked coolly.

The guards exchanged awkward glances with one another, seemingly uncertain how to answer.

Alaric let out a sharp laugh.

“You’ve already hauled away everyone around me for interrogation. Iris, Tristan, all of them. And now it’s

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my turn?” His expression darkened further. “Even if I’m no longer Crown Prince. I’m ab Aventor My mother is still the empress.”

The former empress has already been stripped of her title and demoted to Lady Delphine.

The correction came suddenly from Draven, commander of the King’s Guard.

instantly.

emanded, eyes widening. “That’s impossible.”

pression remained perfectly cold.

day, he continued evenly, “we are not here to escort Your Highness for questioning. By His Majesty’s hand, we are delivering you directly to the Iron Bastille.”

his time, genuine shock overtook Alaric completely.

“They’re not even questioning me first?” he snapped. “Father’s sending me straight to the Iron Bastille?”

Draven’s voice remained emotionless.

“The evidence against Your Highness already fills His Majesty’s desk. Witness testimony, financial records, written correspondence, every accusation fully supported and impossible to deny. Since the facts are already clear, further questioning is unnecessary.”

Alaric clenched his jaw violently.

“What evidence?” he spat bitterly. “Dominic panicked and exposed a few things, that’s all. I killed one Nordian prince, and I helped my younger brothers a little during the court qualification trials. None of that is worth this kind of reaction. Why is Father acting like I committed treason?”

Draven frowned slightly.

“Your Highness greatly underestimates your own crimes while placing far too much faith in the people around you.”

Alaric stared at him sharply. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Draven did not bot

“Everyone in Highness

Every pu Majest

The

interrogated. They may once have belonged to Your His Majesty. Once ordered to speak, naturally they spoke. se of power committed over the years has already reached His

ed abruptly. “Iris and Tristan too?”

as transferred to Lady Elira’s residence after only minimal questioning. Tristan, verything almost immediately.”

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Alaric’s hands clenched violently into fists.

“Worthless trash!”

Standing above him, Draven flexed one hand casually before speaking in an even colder tone

“Since Your Highness now understands the situation, I suggest cooperating peacefully. Otherwise, thing may become unpleasant.”

Alaric barely seemed to hear him.

He shot abruptly to his feet.

“I don’t believe Father would really be this heartless!” he shouted furiously. “My mother was his first wife! I’m his son! Over something this small, he’s willing to throw both of us aside like we’re nothing?”

As he spoke, he strode toward the door.

Draven immediately signaled his men with a glance.

Alaric barely made it two steps before two guards seized him forcefully from either side, wrenching his arms back hard enough to make him gasp in pain.

“Unhand me!” he roared. “I’m still the prince!”

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Draven crossed the room in several long strides before stopping directly in front of him, his expression colder than iron.

“His Majesty made himself perfectly clear,” he said flatly. “The crown is occupied with negotiations involving Nordia and preparations for the coming war in the Southwestern Marches. He has neither time nor patience left for Your Highness. If Prince Alaric resists, we are not required to show restraint. Use force if necessary. And if something breaks in the process, summon a physician afterward.”

The words struck Alaric like freezing water poured straight over his head.

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