Awakening Love Reborn to Be His Duchess (Elowen Hale) novel Chapter 636

Chapter 636 A Debt Paid in Blood

The two girls immediately leaned over the cradle from opposite sides, their eyes sparkling as they stared at the sleeping infants.

With their heads nearly pressed together, they whispered excitedly back and forth while trying not to wake the babies, one moment insisting the little boy’s nose was especially handsome and the next declaring the baby girl’s mouth looked exactly like Elowen’s.

Watching their lively chatter and youthful excitement, Elowen found herself smiling the entire time.

After observing them quietly for a while, she finally motioned for Mira to come closer.

Mira stepped forward at once and bent slightly beside her chair.

Elowen lowered her voice.

“Have people keep a close watch on everything happening inside the palace,” she said calmly. “Especially anything involving Alaric.”

“Yes, Your Grace.”

Mira accepted the order immediately.

Elowen rested one arm against the embroidered cushion beside her while continuing to watch the girls by the cradle, then added with a smile, “The two of you should stay for supper tonight. It’ll be livelier that way.”

The girls instantly burst into delighted cheers.

Less than two days later, Theodric’s final judgment regarding Alaric was officially announced.

Selling noble titles for profit, building political factions for personal gain, framing loyal officials, and manipulating the court qualification trials, every accusation was backed by undeniable evidence.

Because Alaric was still his son, Theodric spared his life in the end, though he stripped him of all royal status and reduced him to a commoner.

Even so, royal blood could not simply be cast out of the palace entirely.

After confessing to his crimes, Alaric was ordered confined within the Royal House Council for the remainder of his life. He was forbidden from stepping outside its gates and would no longer be attended by servants.

After hearing Mira’s report, Elowen showed almost no reaction at all.

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Instead, she simply asked, “When are they moving him?”

“Today,” Mira replied. “By now, he should already be on his way out of the inner prison.

Elowen gave a small nod.

“If he’s a commoner now,” she said lightly, “then there’s no reason to waste so many guards escorting him around. The palace has more important matters to handle.”

That afternoon, Alaric was being escorted across the palace grounds toward the Royal House Council by two members of the King’s Guard.

Even now, he refused to give up.

“Come on,” he pleaded while trying to bargain with them along the way. “Just let me see His Majesty one more time. Do me this favor, and I’ll repay you later.”

Neither guard acknowledged him.

Alaric gritted his teeth before trying again.

“Fine. Then at least let me see Elowen. There are things I’ve started realizing lately that don’t make sense, and I need answers from her.”

He was the one who had been reborn.

So why had everything still fallen apart step by step?

Lately, a terrible suspicion had begun taking root in his mind.

What if I’m not the only one who remembers another lifetime?

One of the guards frowned.

“Who?”

“Elowen!” Alaric snapped impatiently. “Don’t tell me you idiots don’t know who I mean. The Duchess of Duskmoor!”

The two guards exchanged glances before one finally nodded in realization.

“Oh. You mean Her Grace.”

Then his expression turned cold.

“You’re a commoner now. What gives you the right to speak Her Grace’s name so casually?”

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Alaric froze completely.

A commoner?

I’m a commoner now.

He could not even speak Elowen’s name anymore?

Those ungrateful bastards.

Humiliation and fury surged through him instantly, and just as he opened his mouth to lash out at the guards, a figure suddenly rushed out from the shadows ahead and charged directly toward him.

Everything happened far too fast.

Before either guard could react, the figure had already reached him.

Loose hair hung wildly around a gaunt face.

The person looked almost ghostlike.

“Alaric!”

The scream rang through the palace road sharp enough to startle birds from the nearby trees, sending them scattering frantically into the darkening sky.

Alaric instinctively looked up.

Sunlight spilled from behind the figure, forcing him to narrow his eyes, but even so, he recognized the face immediately.

Thin almost to the bone. Cheekbones jutting sharply and eyes blazing with terrifying hatred.

Daphne.

His lips parted instinctively, ready to say her name. But before he could speak, cold steel flashed suddenly in the sunlight.

Then came agony.

A violent pain tore through his abdomen.

Alaric’s entire body stiffened.

Slowly, almost mechanically, he lowered his head and saw the dagger buried deep in his

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The hilt was dark gray, while most of the blade had already disappeared into flesh, leaving onl a short length of steel visible outside his body.

His mouth moved soundlessly.

“You…”

Daphne clearly had little experience using a blade. The first strike had not gone deep enough.

The instant she realized it, she clenched her teeth and shoved the dagger farther inward with all her strength until only the handle remained visible.

Alaric stared at the weapon before looking back at her in utter disbelief.

“Why would you…?”

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