Awakening Love Reborn to Be His Duchess (Elowen Hale) novel Chapter 704

r 704 You Jealous?

Valessa wasn’t particularly surprised by the answer; she had expected as much. “Regardless, we will be waiting for you in Nordia. You are our Oracle, and that will never change.”

With that, she stood to take her leave.

Elowen rose to personally see them out, and Cassian set his sword down to walk beside her.

Outside, the night was at its deepest. Moonlight washed over the cobblestone path, casting a crisp, cool glow over the courtyard.

Watching the three figures recede into the distance, Elowen turned to Cassian, thoroughly amused. “Did Zachary just try to provoke you?”

‘Mm,” Cassian murmured. “He said the Oracle of Nordia can have multiple husbands.”

Elowen’s eyes lit up. “Wow, really?”

Apparently so,” Cassian said, raising an eyebrow. “Looking forward to it, Ella?”

Elowen smiled beautifully, her eyes crinkling. “How could I be? I love you too much to ever want anyone else.” She gave him a playful nudge. “Right, you jealous?“!

Cassian leaned down and nipped her lip in a gentle bite. “Damn right I’m jealous,” he mumbled against her nouth.

Leaning into each other, they turned to head back inside. But at the threshold, Cassian paused slightly and glanced toward a pillar along the outer veranda.

Elowen followed his gaze. “What is it?”

Cassian knit his brows faintly, then looked away. “Nothing.”

The two went inside, and the door clicked shut behind them.

Shrouded in the deep shadows behind the pillar, Rosaline pressed herself against the wood, her heart hammering wildly against her ribs. She had only come by tonight to retrieve something, completely unprepared to cross paths with the Nordian envoys. She had meant to slip away unnoticed, but then she caught the word

Oracle

The Oracle of Nordia

Lady Flowen was actually the Oracle of Nordia

Rosaline had assumed the peace talks had gone in smoothly because the cavoys were showing respect to Cassian. Now she realized it was all because of Lady Flowers vered extraordinary stats Everything revolved around her

Rosaline leaned heavily against the pillar, her mind racing and her fingers trembling uncontrollably For

close her eyes fight, take a ragged breath, and desperately try to force down the mounting panic.

Following the celebration for the baby’s birth, life at Duskmoor Manor settled into a peaceful routine.

Terrified by the Emperor’s recent warnings, Lady Elira and the Jones family had temporarily gone quiet, ceasing all their underhanded schemes. Meanwhile, the imperial court was busy preparing for Caelan’s wedding to his secondary consort. Though Iris came from humble beginnings, Caelan was fiercely determined to ensure she received a proper, honorable ceremony.

At the manor, Rosaline went about her days quietly, taking meticulous care of the two children. She was so dutiful and responsible that no one could find a single flaw in her work. Elower didn’t make things difficul for her either; she granted every reward Rosaline deserved, but never spoke a word more to her than

necessary.

Over at the Silverloom Exchange, Scarlet was keeping everything running like clockwork. After the opening–day commotion, the shop’s reputation had only grown. Everyone knew that Draven, the Commander of the Imperial Guard, had personally shown up to back Elowen’s grand opening. To the public, this implied the shop had the Emperor’s personal backing, and no one dared cause trouble after that.

Beyond its high–profile protection, the Silverloom Exchange truly delivered. The fabrics were exceptional. the patterns innovative, the craftsmanship exquisite, and the prices fair. It also helped that Scarlet was not only stunningly beautiful but possessed a flawless memory for every high–profile client’s specific preferences. Naturally, the shop became a favorite among the elite.

With life calming down, Elowen finally found the time to visit the Silverloom Exchange herself.

For one thing, the shop was her brainchild, yet she/hadn’t set foot inside since opening day. For another. before the Nordian envoys left Vanelle, they had brokered a major deal with the Exchange for fifty premium bolts of fabric. Given the scale of the order, Elowen wanted to oversee the details in person.

It was a beautiful, clear day. Elowen changed into something more practical and set off for the south side of the city by carriage, accompanied by Mira and Cora.

Meanwhile, Leander, a vice minister at the Ministry of Rites, was being dragged out one house by his younger sister, Charlotte.

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