Awakening Love Reborn to Be His Duchess (Elowen Hale) novel Chapter 792

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Chapter 792 A Grandfather’s Instinct

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His lips curled into a vicious smirk. “But with the Duke poisoned… you’re the ones who will have to beg me.”

The freezing mountain wind howled, whipping his robes around him with the fury of a

tempest.

Listening to the exchange, Elowen scrutinized Cassian’s face.

Her eyes traced from his brow to his lips, and finally to his neck.

He looked terrible, his lips drained of color.

These were the undeniable symptoms of severe poisoning.

Elowen spoke up. “Cassian, give me your hand.”

Valessa looked at her in surprise. “You know the healing arts?”

Elowen hummed in agreement. “I learned a little bit from my grandfather when I was young

Sheathing his sword, Cassian tossed it to a shadow guard and stepped forward, offering his hand palm up so she could take his pulse.

Elowen gripped his wrist with one hand and pressed three fingers from her other hand agains his pulse point; pressing down slightly, she felt the violent throbbing beneath his skin.

It was terrifyingly fast; the pulse was superficial, rapid, and erratic-like something was boilin churning, and burning straight through his veins.

Elowen’s face went paper-white.

Knowing there would be an ambush when they ascended Oracle Peak for Flowira, she had detoured out of the city to find Anson, bringing both guards along, while dispatching her falco to Cassian, telling him to rush ahead with his shadow guards to back her up.

Elowen was the one who called Cassian here, and Elowen was the one who told him to strike down the leader first.

Cassian had been poisoned solely because of her.

A crushing wave of guilt threatened to drown her.

Cassian sighed softly, his voice tender as he tried to comfort her. “I’m fine, Ella. I held my breath the second the powder hit my face, so I barely inhaled any of it. He’s just trying to scare

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you.”

Lying on the ground, Ronan watched them and chimed in like a ghost. “The powder is leth contact as well, Your Grace. The second it touches your skin, it seeps into your organs. You inhaled a portion, and your skin absorbed the rest; combined, it’s more than enough to pu in the grave.”

Standing nearby, Valessa noticed Elowen’s panic and stepped in. “Once we get back to my estate, we’ll summon a real physician to check his pulse. We’ll know if it’s serious, so there’s reason to stand around listening to his garbage.”

Turning away, she barked orders to her guards. “Leave a few men to clear the bodies. The re of you, grab Ronan and Darius and head down the mountain!”

Ronan still had the energy to run his mouth, and though Darius was critically injured, he wa still breathing.

Both of them had to be dragged back to the Princess Royal’s manor for interrogation.

Cassian reached his hand out to Elowen. “Come on, Ella. Let’s head down.”

Elowen gave a muffled hum of agreement and took his hand.

As two guards hoisted Ronan off the ground, he turned his head and saw their intertwined hands, suddenly laughing. “You two better enjoy walking together while you can, because pret soon, you won’t ever get the chance again.”

Elowen snapped her head around, glaring dead at Ronan.

Gritting her teeth, she demanded, “What exactly do you want?!”

Ronan stared right back at her. “Originally, I wanted to capture you, but since that’s off the table… I don’t want anything now. I just want to drag someone to hell with me, and taking the Duke down is the absolute ultimate prize.”

Watching this unfold from the sidelines, Valessa’s frown deepened until she finally snapped, stepping forward and delivering a merciless kick directly to Ronan’s severed stump.

Blindsided, Ronan convulsed in sheer agony; the veins on his forehead bulged dangerously before the pain overwhelmed his brain, forcing him to pass out.

Feeling a fraction better, Valessa ordered coldly, “Throw him in the cells back at the manor!”

Just then, a shadow guard stepped forward, his voice full of reverence. “Your Grace.

Cassian looked at him.

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The shadow guard kept his head bowed, dropping his voice lower. “Someone else is coming the mountain.”

“Who?”

Cassian was genuinely surprised; Did Ronan actually have more backup?

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