Love's Unexpected Awakening Elowen's Choice novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129 The Servant Is Caught

He then turned to Alaric. “Isn’t that right, Your Highness?”

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Alaric clenched his fingers, gritted his teeth, and gave a distracted, non-committal grunt.

“Right, well, since His and Her Grace are… occupied, I’ll return later,” Bran added cheerfully.

He then addressed Alaric again, “Your Highness, shall we go together? Their Graces are busy. We can’t help, and eavesdropping here is just perverse.”

Alaric, who had already been eavesdropping for some time, froze.

Why had he never noticed before how utterly irritating this lieutenant of his uncle’s was?

Bran, grinning, made as if to physically pull Alaric along.

“Bran.”

Cassian’s voice drifted lazily from inside the room.

Bran’s footsteps halted. He turned back.

The sound of wheels rolling over the floorboards approached. The door opened from within, and Cassian appeared in the doorway.

Alaric looked over. His uncle still appeared pale and handsome, but unlike his usual cold, aloof demeanor, today, there was a faint trace of satiation on his face.

Alaric’s gaze dropped to his uncle’s collar.

There, a small, vivid red mark was visible. It looked like a smudge of lip color.

The shade matched exactly the color Elowen had worn today.

A vivid, unwelcome image of Elowen with Cassian flashed before Alaric’s eyes.

He frowned, a vast, hollow sense of loss suddenly welling up inside him.

“Your Grace, why’d you come out? Where’s Her Grace?”

Though it was Bran’s question, Cassian’s gaze slid sideways to Alaric. His voice was cool. “She is tired. Resting.”

Alaric stiffened.

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Chapter 129 The Servant Is Caught

Tired?

She… they…

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Cassian clearly had no intention of dwelling on the topic. His tone shifted. “You said you caught someone?”

Bran answered promptly, “Yes! Thanks to Her Grace’s excellent plan, assigning the Duke of Falconcrest and me to guard all the manor’s exits. The servant had just changed clothes to escape when I caught him on the spot.”

A slight smile touched Cassian’s lips first. “My wife has always been clever.”

Then he asked, “Have you interrogated him?”

“Yes. He’s tight-lipped and refused to say a word. Tried to bite down on a poison pill, but I managed to pry his jaw open and dig it out in time.”

Cassian gave a short hum. “Take him back. We’ll interrogate him thoroughly.”

“Yes, Your Grace.”

Bran left with his men, leaving the doorway quiet.

Cassian’s eyes settled on the remaining figure, Alaric. “You still need something?”

Alaric didn’t dare meet his gaze, looking down. “No…”

Cassian’s voice went cold. “Then go back.”

But Alaric didn’t move. He took a breath. “Uncle about Elowen…”

Cassian frowned, a clear, audible click of displeasure.

Alaric tensed and quickly corrected himself. “…Aunt.”

Only then did the sharp edge in Cassian’s expression soften slightly.

Alaric clenched his fingers. “Earlier, by the lily pond, I saw Aunt Elowen with Kaelan. They seemed quite intimate.”

Inside the room, Elowen was sitting on a chair, catching her breath. Her face still felt hot, making it inconvenient to step out just yet.

With the door open, she heard Alaric’s words clearly. Her eyes widened in shock, followed by a surge of anger and frustration.

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Alaric! Always so detestable! Spouting nonsense to Cassian again!

Is he so pained to see my marriage undisturbed?

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“Kaelan is your second uncle’s grandson. He should address your aunt as ‘Grandaunt. A bit of familiarity is not unusual,” Cassian said, his tone dismissive.

“But Kaelan is close to Aunt Elowen in age. And when you were not present, it was just the two of them.”

Cassian’s gaze fixed on him. “Speaking of age, you and your aunt are also of similar age.”

Alaric faltered.

“And childhood companions,” Cassian added, the last two words pronounced with particular weight.

“Uncle, I swear upon my honor, I have not the slightest improper thought toward her!” Alaric declared, raising a hand.

“You had better not.”

Cassian’s patience was clearly thinning. “You should leave now.”

Alaric glanced at him. “And you, Uncle?”

Cassian’s expression was cold. “Haven’t decided. Want to make the call for me?”

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