Betrayed by My Ex, Marked by His Alpha Emperor Brother novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172: Chapter 172

Elara’s POV

The cherry-red carriage rattled beneath me as the city roads gave way to dirt paths lined with wildflowers.

Hours of open countryside. Hours of nothing but wind and birdsong and the steady rhythm of hooves on packed earth. I should have found it peaceful.

Instead, my mind wouldn’t stop.

Years of fighting in the arena had carved me into something lean and efficient. My arms were stronger. My reflexes sharper. My silhouette in the mirror barely resembled the hollow-eyed girl who’d stumbled out of Finnian’s house with a newborn strapped to her chest and grief like a millstone around her neck.

I was faster now. Harder. My body could take a punch and throw one back twice as brutal.

But inside—where Moonlight used to be—there was nothing.

Just silence.

I flexed my fingers on the reins and swallowed against the familiar ache. It never left. Not during the fights. Not during the long nights in my city lodgings. Not even when I won and the crowd roared my name and coin rained down like approval made tangible.

Moonlight was gone. Had been gone since the birth. And no amount of muscle or money or independence could fill the void she’d left behind.

Stop it, I told myself. You’re fine. You’re going to a birthday party, not a funeral.

The message crystal in my satchel pulsed. I fished it out with one hand, pressing my thumb to the warm magical surface.

Finnian’s voice crackled through immediately. "Fair warning. She’s been cooking since early morning."

I snorted. "Of course she has."

"I’m talking battalion-sized quantities of food, Ela. There’s enough pastry dough on the kitchen table to build a small fortress."

"You’re exaggerating."

"I watched her crack dozens of eggs before I finished my morning tea. This is not an exaggeration. This is a crisis."

A smile tugged at my mouth. Small but real. "Tell her I’m almost there."

"She already knows. She’s been checking the window every few minutes."

Something warm and painful moved through my chest.

I tucked the crystal away and urged the horse faster.

The farmhouse appeared over the last hill exactly as I remembered it. Stone walls. Thatched roof. Smoke curling from the chimney. Chickens scratching in the yard. The garden had expanded—more herbs, more vegetables, a row of sunflowers bending toward the afternoon light.

I barely had the carriage stopped before the front door burst open.

"Ela!"

Margaret came down the steps at a near-run, her gray hair escaping its messy bun, flour dusting her apron and both forearms. She hit me like a small, determined storm—arms wrapping around my shoulders, pulling me in so tight I felt my spine pop.

"Oh, sweetheart. Oh, my darling girl."

The scent of her—yeast and lavender and woodsmoke—cracked something loose in my chest. I pressed my face into her shoulder and held on.

"Hi, Margaret."

"Let me look at you." She pulled back, gripping my arms, her eyes shining and searching. Her hands came up to frame my face. "You’re thin. But strong. Good color." She turned my chin left, then right, examining me with the clinical intensity of a field medic. "You’re eating properly?"

"Yes."

"Regular meals?"

"At least."

"Hmm." She didn’t look entirely convinced, but she pulled me in for another crushing hug anyway. "Years," she whispered against my hair. "Years, you stubborn child."

Footsteps on the porch. Finnian leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, grinning.

"Mother, you saw her literally moments ago through the window."

"Hush." Margaret didn’t release me. "I’ll hug her as long as I want."

"At this rate, we’ll be out here until dark."

She finally let go, but kept hold of my hand as she led me inside. The kitchen was exactly as I remembered—warm, cluttered, alive. Pots bubbled on the stove. The massive oak table was buried under bowls, rolling pins, and a truly alarming quantity of pastry.

Inside, Margaret beamed and gestured toward the hearth. "Look at him. He’s been anxiously pacing the floorboards for a long time waiting for you."

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