Love's Unexpected Awakening Elowen's Choice novel Chapter 101

Chapter 101 The True Identity

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Following the voice, everyone looked to see Piers striding into the pavilion, his brow furrowed, clearly having hurried there.

He stepped forward without hesitation, positioning himself protectively in front of Sylvia.

Elowen was not surprised to see him.

After their chess game, when Cassian had said he would let her meet someone, the person brought in was the guard assigned to protect Sylvia after the visit to Aldric’s memorial.

That guard had reported that the young man Sylvia met called himself Peres. He had described the gentleman as handsome, with an air of elegance and fine clothing.

Cassian had later told Elowen he had investigated; Piers had indeed gone to the hill that day.

The man Sylvia had fallen for was not a merchant, but Piers Leofric, the son of the Duke of Falconcrest.

Piers had simply withheld his true identity. Sylvia didn’t know. Marwen didn’t know.

Elowen had planned to reveal this today, but she hadn’t anticipated Marwen’s early, aggressive arrival.

“So, you’re the paramour?” Marwen’s tone was hostile.

Piers frowned. “Lady Marwen, mind your words!

“Words? I’ll say what I please! You seduced my daughter, hoping to climb the social ladder through my family, through Duskmoor Manor! Dream on! My daughter is meant for a noble

house!”

“And what of Lady Sylvia’s wishes?” Piers retorted. “If she does not desire a ‘noble house, would you force her?”

“I am her mother! I would never harm her! Even as a concubine to a lord or duke, it would be better than being your legal wife! One look at you tells me you’re doomed to an early grave, a man who will never amount to anything…”

As Marwen spewed her venom, Piers’ frown deepened. He reached back and gently covered Sylvia’s ears.

Elowen felt a headache brewing. She could bear it no longer. “Lady Marwen!”

Marwen paused briefly.

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Elowen took a steadying breath. “We have other guests arriving shortly. Lady Sylvia, please retire and tend to your face.”

Piers understood immediately. Without a word he guided the weeping Sylvia away.

Marwen stared, then shouted, “You two, stop right there!”

But they were already gone. She turned back to Elowen, her face twisted with displeasure. “Your Grace, if you bear a grudge against me, take it out on me! Do not ruin my daughter’s life like this!”

Elowen spoke deliberately, “I am not ruining her life.”

“Marrying her off to a merchant isn’t ruination? Marwen scoffed. “If you’re so fond of traders, why didn’t you beg the King to let you marry one? Instead, you shamelessly wed into Duskmoor Manor!”

“Duchess Yvonne has arrived,” a servant announced from the doorway.

Yvonne entered the pavilion. She was the additional guest Elowen had invited today.

She truly wanted to help match this marriage.

Marwen’s eyes lit up with a scheming glint. She instantly smoothed her harsh expression and hurried forward. “Yvonne, you’ve finally arrived

Yvonne took one look at her and sensed trouble “What’s happened? Has someone wronged you again?”

“It’s our esteemed Duchess here!”

Marwen pretended to dab at non-existent tears. I merely mentioned that my younger daughter is of marriageable age and hoped she might help find a suitable match. My requirements aren’t high-just a family of comparable standing. And what does she do? She tries to marry my girl off to a merchant! Is this not bullying us widows and orphans?”

Elowen’s frown deepened.

“Her Grace even invited that vagabond to the manor today! He was flaunting himself right before my eyes…”

“Lady Marwen!” Elowen reined in her temper. “Mind your language!”

Don’t say such awful things in front of the man’s own mother.

Marwen paid her no heed, continuing her lament to Yvonne. “You see? Such airs, forbidding me even to speak.”

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Yvonne patted Marwen’s hand sympathetically, then addressed Elowen with a tone of gentle. admonishment. “Lady Sylvia is, after all, Lady Marwen’s daughter. And the prospective husband would be Lady Marwen’s son-in-law. Surely, you cannot simply silence her and forbid any objection?”

Elowen was momentarily at a loss for words.

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