Awakening Love Reborn to Be His Duchess (Elowen Hale) novel Chapter 833

Chapter 833 Trapped in Flames

Thomas’s gaze turned icy. “When did House Harrow ever accept me? Your advisors mistrusted ine, the brothel guards spied on me, and elders treated ine nierely as a convenient legitimate pawn: through these years, House Harrow never searched for my mother or me, so I owe you neither affection pot gratitude.”

“My mother raised me, and Samanthra saved my life,” Thomas stepped forward with a grim countenance. dropping all titles, “Malkor, your brothel destroyed my Samantha, so between us lies no fatherly bond, onl

bitter hatred.”

Maikor knit his brows, “Who is Samantha?” In a flash of insight, he gasped, “You mean… that blind courtesan?”

Thomas stayed silent, offering an implicit confirmation.

The truth struck Malkor like a thunderbolt-both Thomas and Ronan were foolishly blinded by love- prompting him to laugh in wild rage, “Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! I’ve been a romantic all my life, yet both my sons turned out to be mindless fools!”

Elowen remarked indifferently, “The Archduke speaks out of turn.”

Malkor snapped his glare onto her.

Standing amid fire and wind, Elowen maintained her composure, “Cherishing someone isn’t foolishness, whereas a lover like you lacks a single soul who genuinely cares for you-be it sons or concubines, who among them truly loves you?”

Malkor’s eyes bulged with rage, “Elowen! It was you!”

Elowen offered a faint smile, “Mind your tongue-I am the Oracle.”

Before her voice faded, the Royal Guard closed in from both sides, forcing Harrow troops into a chaotic defense as they realized they were the hunted prey, their paths blocked by the Royal Guard ahead and Valessa’s ambush behind.

A veteran commander, Malkor quickly rallied his men, shouting, “Hold the line! Storm the altar! Kill the Khan, and victory is ours today!”

Hearing his command, Harrow soldiers regrouped, dozens of personal guards raising shields against falling arrows to force their way toward the altar while the Royal Guard formed a defensive wall, blades clashing as blood streamed down the stone steps.

Mounted on his horse, Malkor glared at the altar, realizing/reaching the Khan through Valessa, Zachary, and the dense Royal Guard line was nearly impossible.

Shifting his gaze, his eyes settled on Elowen-she designed this trap, turned Thomas against him, and handed brothel ledgers to court, acting as Duchess of Duskmoor and sole heir to Ulana Ogu, meaning crushing her would inflict an unbearable toll on both realms even if he failed to gain the throne!

Malkor’s gaze turned deadly cold as he leveled his blade at Elowen, bellowing, “Kill that woman! Ten thousand gold pieces and a noble title to whoever brings me Elowen’s head!”

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Surred by the massive reward, bloodlust flared in the guards’ eyes as they pivoted away from tom Khan and surged toward the eastern side of the altar where Elowen stood.

Drawing his short blade, Anson stepped in front of Elowen, shouting. ‘Protect the Duchess!

Avenior guards closed ranks immediately while Elowen stood her ground without retreating, hang anticipated Malkor targeting her, knowing this rite served as a dead-end snare for him once he mobsized his troops.

The Royal Guard lay in ambush on both sides of the forest, while the rear mountain path was blocked by Valessa. Even with their superior numbers, not a single Harrow soldier would leave Oracle Peak alive to lay

Just as the Royal Guard prepared a flank attack, a muffled explosion boomed from beneath the ruined shrine, vibrating the altar and shaking dust from stone crevices.

Elowen’s expression shifted drastically as flames roared from behind the shrine a second later, crashing through the roof while thick smoke billowed into the air as lamp oil hidden underground spread through dug channels, encircling the altar in fire within moments.

Simultaneously, several flagstones before the shrine were thrust open from below as over a dozen black- clad assassins burst out of hidden tunnels, taking everyone off guard with this secret trap beneath the

desolate shrine.

The Khan’s face darkened instantly while Valessa slashed down an incoming assassin, demanding, “Why is there a secret passage beneath the shrine?”

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