Awakening Love Reborn to Be His Duchess (Elowen Hale) novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92 Your Beloved Is The Duchess?

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“This is not nonsense!” Elara cried out, tears streaming down her face. “I love him! I will have no one but Cassian!”

Rowena’s composure crumbled further. She shot Elowen a mortified look before gripping Elara’s wrist and hauling her up from the floor. “Enough! We are leaving. You will not disgrace us further here!”

Elara fought back with desperate strength. “No! I won’t go! I must see him!”

“Enough!” Rowena’s voice was sharp, a whip–crack of maternal authority. “There is no ‘him‘ for you here! Only His Grace, the Duke of Duskmoor! If you continue this unseemly behavior, I will have you married off to the first suitable match I can find by tomorrow! Perhaps that will finally cure you of this madness!”

“I’ll marry no one else!” Elara’s voice rose to a near–shriek, hysterical. “If you won’t let me have Cassian, I’d rather die!”

The word “die” hung in the air, heavy and dangerous.

Elowen immediately stood. “Mrs. Wrenner, Miss Wrenner, please calm down…”

She gave a quick, meaningful glance to Mira and Cora, signaling them to be ready. Don’t let her do anything rash.

At that moment, the sound of wheels rolling over flagstones came from outside the door.

Elowen looked up to see Cassian in the doorway.

Dressed in dark charcoal, his expression was unreadable, cold.

“Cassian!”

Elara saw him too. With a burst of frantic energy, she wrenched her wrist free from her mother’s grasp and stumbled towards him. “Cassian, I can’t outargue them… They won’t let me marry you, but I-”

“I heard,” Cassian’s voice cut through the room, calm and measured.

Elara stopped, sniffling.

When she saw him, her heart steadied at once.

He’s come to stand up for me.

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Cassian’s next words shattered that hope completely. “Elara, I will not marry you.”

Elara jerked as if struck, her eyes wide with stunned disbelief, fresh tears welling.

Cassian’s face showed no pity, no softening. “I do not know what I have ever done or said to give you such a mistaken impression. My support for you and your mother has always been, and will always be, because your father served as my lieutenant and now suffers alone in Nordia. I have no romantic feelings for you. I never have.”

“No… that can’t be…” Elara stared at him, her gaze desperate, searching. “How can you not care for me? You assigned your own guards to protect me…”

“The Nordians seek to turn your father,” Cassian stated flatly. “You and your mother were targets. The guards were a necessity.”

“But… you never married. All these years… You only have a Duchess now because the King arranged it,” Elara choked out between sobs. “You were waiting for me, weren’t you? All this time you waited?”

Cassian’s expression remained impassive. “I did not marry because I chose not to settle. Not because I was waiting for you.”

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Elara wiped her face roughly with her sleeve. “Then… then they say you have someone in your heart… Cassian, that person is me, isn’t it?”

Cassian didn’t hesitate. “It’s not you.”

Elara stood frozen, her lips moving soundlessly. “Not me? How… how can it not be me? Then… then who?”

Cassian’s gaze lifted, crossing the room, and found Elowen.

Elowen, however, was not looking at him. Her brows drew tight, worry filling her eyes as she watched Elara. Her nerves were strung taut–she clutched Mira’s hand beside her.

“Who is she?” Elara’s eyes were red–rimmed, burning with a final, stubborn demand. “If it’s not me, then who? Tell me!”

Following Cassian’s line of sight, Elara turned her head. Her bewildered, tear–filled eyes landed on Elowen. “Don’t tell me… your beloved is the Duchess?”

Elowen started, looking from Elara’s shattered face to Cassian. Her eyes met his–deep and utterly serious.

That look sent a jolt of pure, unadulterated panic through her.

No. It can’t be… can it?

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“Yes.”

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