Betrayed by My Ex, Marked by His Alpha Emperor Brother novel Chapter 237

Chapter 237: Chapter 237

Seraphine’s POV

The gold arrived at precisely 9:47 AM, just as he’d promised.

I watched the glowing figures shimmer across my personal ledger crystal—a million gold coins, transferred from the Emperor’s private vault into my account. The numbers glowed amber against the dark surface, pulsing once before settling into permanence.

A million.

I traced my finger over the figure, letting a slow smile curl across my lips.

Kaelen thought this was an ending. A transaction completed. Silence purchased. He probably leaned back in his throne this morning, exhaled through his teeth, and told himself the problem was solved. That the desperate, frightened little lady-in-waiting had been sufficiently terrified by his threats and sufficiently bribed by his gold.

Poor, stupid man.

I set the ledger crystal aside and reached beneath my pillow for the second one—the backup communication crystal Gareth had given me previously. Smaller. Darker. Untraceable to the palace network.

My fingers moved quickly across its surface.

It’s done. The money came through. Every coin. He thinks I’m silenced.

The reply came almost instantly. Gareth must have been waiting.

Good. How much time do you have before it shows?

I pressed my palm flat against my abdomen. Still flat. Still concealable beneath the structured bodices I favored. But not for much longer. The physician Gareth had arranged—a discreet man from the outer districts—had told me I had perhaps a few more weeks before the changes became impossible to hide beneath clothing.

A month. Maybe less.

Then you need to leave now. Today. Don’t wait.

I’d already known this. Had already packed most of my belongings in the days since the plan had been set in motion. But seeing his words made it real. Final.

Where? I asked.

Three locations materialized on the crystal’s surface. Names. Distances. Population counts. Gareth had done his research.

The first was a coastal village—too many travelers, too many eyes. The second was a mining settlement in the eastern hills—too rough, too dangerous for a woman alone with a growing belly.

The third.

Stonecreek.

A farming community to the north with a population of merely 3,000. Small enough that strangers were noted but not interrogated. Large enough to have basic necessities. One general store. One tiny clinic with a midwife who doubled as the town’s only healer.

Perfect.

Stonecreek, I sent back.

Already arranged. The cottage is paid through the next six months. Single room, nothing fancy. Keep your head down. Don’t use your real name with anyone.

I almost laughed. As if I needed instruction in deception. I’d spent years perfecting the art inside the most dangerous court in the Empire. A provincial farming village would be child’s play.

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The leave request had been submitted several days prior. A family illness. An aging aunt in the countryside who needed care. The official at the Imperial Household Department barely glanced at the paperwork before stamping it. Two months minimum. Possibly extended to six, depending on the aunt’s condition.

No one questioned it. Why would they? I was a model lady-in-waiting. Efficient. Quiet. Unremarkable in all the ways that mattered to bureaucrats.

I dressed carefully that morning. Simple traveling clothes—a dark wool cloak, sturdy boots, a plain dress that drew no attention. Nothing that spoke of court. Nothing that whispered of a woman who’d spent years orbiting the Emperor’s inner circle.

The last thing I did before leaving my chambers was take Kaelen’s communication crystal—the official one, palace-issued, bound to the royal network—and crush it beneath my heel.

The fragments scattered across the stone floor like shattered ice. I ground them to powder with a deliberate twist of my boot.

No more messages. No more threats. No more I’ll kill you if you speak.

That Chapter was finished.

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By midday, I had three trunks and a leather satchel loaded onto a hired pony cart. The driver was a weathered old man who asked no questions and accepted extra fare for the journey north. As he secured the luggage, I recalled the moment Gareth had confirmed the child was his—a memory that ignited this entire scheme.

The city fell away behind us. First the outer markets with their noise and stench. Then the sprawling estates of the lesser nobility. Then open farmland, stretching in every direction beneath a pale gray sky.

I leaned back against the bench and closed my eyes. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

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