Chapter 130 You Hate Alaric?
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Amidst a group of sweaty, grimy men, a young girl had suddenly appeared-radiant, with a smile as bright as the sun.
Dressed in a crimson riding habit, she galloped across the field, the spring wind whipping through her hair, revealing a full, luminous face flushed with excitement, like a streak of sunset glow upon flawless alabaster.
Cassian watched from a distance, his gaze lingering for a long time.
Later, he inquired casually and learned she was lowen of the Hale family.
She loved to ride and possessed a natural talent for it.
The kicker? She was only ten.
When he heard that. Cassian’s heart cracked a little.
The age gap was too vast.
Moreover, his attendants added that Elowen was a childhood companions with his nephew, Alaric.
Once, later, Alaric was in his study and accidentally touched his personal seal.
While Cassian was genuinely displeased about the seal, he allowed his private grievance to color his reaction, giving Alaric a sharp kick.
“Forget it. What’s done is done,” Elowen muttered even more softly to herself, deciding to let the matter go.
She had been reborn, but at the betrothal banquet, not at the moment she had pushed Alaric
away.
The injury was already there. Obsessing over it only hurt herself. It was better to let it be.
Thinking of Cassian’s words earlier, she leaned a little closer to him, her voice gentle. “My lord, were you bothered by my past closeness with the Crown Prince? And with Kaelan? I felt… you were somewhat upset.”
Cassian looked at her, not denying it. “Yes.”
Elowen blinked, speaking earnestly, “Don’t be upset. The Crown Prince and I have long since fallen out. He dislikes me, and I hate him. As for Kaelan, I see him only as a promising young kinsman.”
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Chapter 130 You Hate Alaric?
“You hate Alaric?” Cassian asked suddenly.
Elowen tilted her head. “Yes. Why?”
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Cassian’s tone was casual. “If you said you hated him, he would not remain Crown Prince.”
Elowen was stunned again.
She didn’t fully understand court politics, but she knew the matter of the Crown Prince was grave, significant, and complex.
Alaric’s mother was the Queen. The King seemed to favor this son.
How could it be decided by a single word from Cassian?
No matter how close Cassian and the King were, surely it didn’t extend to that degree.
Even if, by some stretch, Cassian could decide such a thing with a word, Elowen wasn’t about to push her luck and demand it.
In this world, giving and taking should be balanced. If she asked him for something so huge, what could she possibly offer in return?
She had no father or brother left. What she could give him was very, very little.
So Elowen curved her eyes into a smile. “I said I hated him, but it’s fine. Not like I hate him to the bone.”
Cassian said nothing.
“I’m the Duchess of Duskmoor now. He is soon to marry Daphne. We’ll go our separate ways. Nothing special there.”
“You are rather accepting,” Cassian said, giving her a deep look.
Elowen smiled, “Yes. I’ve always been that way.”
Otherwise, after the entire Hale family fell in battle, how could a young girl like her have held on?
Cassian saw the flicker of loneliness in her eyes and frowned almost imperceptibly.
“Come. Let’s go see the water lilies.”
As he spoke, he reached out and gently tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear.
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Chapter 130 You Hate Alaric?
By the lily pond, Alaric and Daphne sat side by side.
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A slight, calculated smile graced Daphne’s lips. She knew many eyes were on them, many whispers circulating
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