Awakening Love Reborn to Be His Duchess (Elowen Hale) novel Chapter 793

12:46 Thu, Jul 30

Awakening Love: Reborn to Be His Duchess

Chapter 793 Bloodlines And Pulse Lines

Cassian squeezed Elowen’s fingers. “I’ll go check. Ella, what is your grandfather’s name?”

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“His surname is Wynne,” Elowen replied. “His given name is Noah, and his chosen name is Elias.”

Cassian paused.

Noah Wynne. That name sounded oddly familiar.

But for the life of him, he couldn’t quite put his finger on where he had heard it before.

“Alright. Got it.”

With that, Cassian turned and walked toward the mountain path.

Meanwhile.

The moment Noah reached the halfway point of the mountain, he heard the sounds of slaughter and smelled the overpowering stench of blood; he knew a brutal battle was raging at the summit.

Reaching the top, he saw exactly what he expected-weapons and corpses scattered everywhere.

Looking up, he spotted a man striding purposefully toward him.

Noah didn’t stop walking, but his right hand slipped under the radar into his sleeve.

As a master physician, he was also a master of poisons.

As he aged and his physical strength waned, he relied more on poisons for self-defense.

Hidden in his sleeve was a packet of silver needles; they were thin, but a single prick from one carried enough toxin to drop a full-grown man dead in seconds.

Pinching the end of a needle between his fingers, he applied just a fraction of pressure, coiling himself to strike at a moment’s notice.

If the man showed a sliver of murderous intent, he would not hesitate to bury the needle straight into his throat.

The two men closed the distance, stopping less than five paces apart.

Noah noticed the chemical burns scarring the man’s face from the toxic powder in a flash.

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Chapter 793 Bloodlines And Pulse Lines

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This kid has been poisoned.

The man showed zero hostility, taking the initiative to ask with deep reverence, “May I ask your name, sir?”

Anywhere else, Noah kept his identity a strict secret.

But here on Oracle Peak, he refused to hide who he was. “Noah Wynne.”

The man’s expression cleared in recognition, his posture growing even more reverent as he folded his hands and delivered a flawless Avenloran bow-the exact gesture a younger generation uses to honor an elder.

He addressed him clearly, “Grandfather.”

Noah’s eyes widened in confusion.

The fingers gripping the silver needle twitched.

He did have a young grandson, but the boy had died in battle years ago.

Even if his grandson had somehow survived, he would not look like this.

While Noah was baffled, the man spoke again. “I am Ella’s husband.”

Hearing the name Ella was like a warm spring breeze melting through winter ice.

Noah’s fingers released the silver needle.

His eyes widening, he scrutinized the man from head to toe before asking, “You are Avenlor’s Duke of Duskmoor?”

Cassian offered a slight nod, his demeanor respectful and natural. “I am.”

Noah nodded, his gaze lingering on Cassian for another second, sweeping over his cheeks and lips. “To take a hit from a poison that lethal and still be standing here talking… you have a phenomenal constitution.”

Cassian blinked in surprise, then smiled and bowed again. “You flatter me, Grandfather.

Noah didn’t look at him again.

If he was Ella’s husband, that meant Ella was here to0.

Noah lifted his gaze toward the palace he had not seen in years.

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Chapter 793 Bloodlines And Pulse Lines

The thunder had rolled away, and the moonlight was still dim.

But Noah spotted her silhouette in the blink of an eye.

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Truth be told, since Ella turned ten, she had never returned to Falkriver; sometimes, he could only picture what she looked like in his dreams.

But Ella looked like her mother, and she looked like her grandmother.

One look was all it took for Noah to recognize her completely.

Staring at Elowen standing by the palace doors, his eyes glowed.

After a long moment, he pulled his gaze away. “Let’s go. Take me to see her.”

Cassian stepped aside, offering a polite gesture. “After you.”

Noah began walking toward Elowen.

His pace was not fast, but every single step was incredibly steady.

Perhaps because he was finally about to see his beloved little granddaughter after so many years, he felt like his feet were planted on solid ground, yet floating on clouds.

Elowen stood perfectly still, watching him walk closer and closer.

The closer he got, the sharper her memories of her grandfather became, flawlessly merging with the face of the old man standing in front of her.

It really was her grandfather.

Elowen’s eyes welled up with tears.

Stopping in front of her, Noah offered a warm, tender smile.

“Ella…”

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