Love's Unexpected Awakening Elowen's Choice novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112 The Seal of the Duke of Duskmoor

“Your Grace. It has been a while.”

A familiar voice sounded beside her.

Elowen looked up. It was Daphne.

She remained silent.

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Daphne glanced past Elowen, a slight frown-and a hint of disappointment-crossing her features. “Is His Grace not attending? I had thought the Duke so doted on you that he accompanied you everywhere.”

Elowen smiled thinly, “Did you grow fond of kneeling under his orders? If you wish to kneel again, I can arrange that.”

Daphne’s expression tightened. Then, perhaps seeing something, she took a step closer to Elowen. “I just think the Duke doesn’t care enough for you. If anything happens today, what then?”

She was too close. Elowen could smell the powder Daphne had used, mixed with the lingering medicinal scent from her unhealed knee. The combination was unpleasant.

As Elowen moved to step back, Daphne reached out as if to grasp her wrist. Elowen instinctively pushed the hand away, using little force. Yet Daphne stumbled backward, landing on the ground with a soft thud.

Elowen was stunned.

At that moment, Alaric’s cold voice rang out behind them. “What is going on here?”

“Your Highness…”

Before Elowen could speak, Daphne’s tearful voice filled the air.

She remained seated on the ground, a picture of injury. “It was my fault. I shouldn’t have asked Her Grace why the Duke wasn’t with her today. But… I didn’t know it would upset her

So…”

Alaric’s brow furrowed. He turned his accusatory gaze on Elowen. “If my uncle isn’t here, it’s because he didn’t want to accompany you. More likely you did something to displease him. Why take it out on Lady Daphne? Are you so jealous?”

Elowen’s displeasure sharpened. “Jealous of what?”

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Chapter 112 The Seal of the Duke of Dusknoor

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Alaric sneered, “Lady Daphne is Azure, a woman of talent and renown. And furthermore…”

He paused, his gaze darkening. “You must have heard by now. My father and mother have decided that I am to marry Lady Daphne. She will be Crown Princess.”

In his mind, both facts-especially the latter-must be sources of bitter envy for Elowen.

Hadn’t she always wanted to marry him?

He could think of no other reason for her to push Daphne.

To his surprise, Elowen’s tone was dismissive. “I did not push her. She fell on her own.”

On the ground, Daphne shook her head, her expression the very image of wounded innocence.

Alaric clearly didn’t believe it. “Nonsense. Who would throw themselves to the ground? To what purpose?”

“To disgust me,” Elowen retorted, glancing at Alaric. “And as for your claim that I’m jealous she will be Crown Princess, that is truly laughable.”

She actually laughed, “Is the position of Duchess of Duskmoor inferior to that of Crown Princess? When we meet, who is expected to bow to whom?”

Alaric’s face darkened.

“Moreover,” Elowen continued, her voice crisp, whether she is Crown Princess or not, as the Duchess of Duskmoor, I am her elder by marriage. If I choose to reprimand her, or even push her, it is her place to accept it!”

She raised a brow. “Speaking of which, neither of you has offered the proper greeting to me. Is this how you show respect?”

Alaric felt a sharp pang of fury.

Daphne, helped up by her maid, now cowered slightly behind him, peeking at Elowen with feigned timidity.

She tugged gently at his hand. “Your Highness, perhaps we should greet her. If the Duke hears of this disrespect, he will be angry with you again.”

Alaric gritted his teeth. “My uncle isn’t coming today. No one is here to shield her.”

“How do you know he isn’t coming?”

“I was informed this morning that he went to the army camp. How could he come?”

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Chapter 112 The Seal of the Duke of Duskinoor

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