Chapter 184 The Red Steed
Elowen was still chewing her pastry.
Alaric continued, “It must be. I wouldn’t mistake it.”
A mocking smile tugged at his lips. “Aunt, the horse you raised as a child, how did it end up over there? Looks like it doesn’t recognize you at all. Miss Garrett has already tamed it. Seems your horse is about to become hers.”
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Those who understood the tangled grievances dared not speak, but inwardly found the moment thrilling.
Alaric did not sound like he was talking about a horse.
He sounded like he was talking about a man. Elowen’s horse would belong to Daphne.
Just as the man had.
After all, Alaric and Daphne were already betrothed. A formal wedding would not be far off. Alaric stared at Elowen, enunciating each word. Aunt, you’re truly magnanimous.”
At the head of the gathering, Theodric frowned. Beside him, Elspeth clicked her tongue and was just about to speak.
Suddenly, a sharp neigh tore through the air outside. It was the red steed.
Everyone turned in alarm. The horse reared high, lifting both front hooves into the air.
Daphne nearly lost her seat and hurriedly tightened her grip on the reins.
But the horse began bucking violently, twisting and jolting. Daphne’s face turned deathly pale as she screamed. “Stop! Stop!”
The horse ignored her, bucking even harder. In an instant, no one paid attention to Elowen and Alaric anymore.
Theodric demanded, “What is happening?”
Galen was flustered beyond measure. “Your Majesty, I… I truly don’t know.”
He had clearly ordered his most capable servant to administer the poison. The servant had reported back that the red steed had taken it and that nothing would go wrong.
So why is this happening?
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Compared to Galen’s panic, Theodric remained composed. He scanned the area immediately. “Is there a skilled trainer here? Someone capable. Quickly, get Miss Garrett down.”
Daphne was soon to become crown princess.
More importantly, today’s autumn hunt was an auspicious event. If blood was spilled, people would take it as a bad sign.
Yet no one dared step forward.
That red steed had a vicious temper. Now it looked downright mad. Who would risk their life?
Just as despair spread, a gentle, steady female voice sounded. “Your Majesty, I’ll go.”
All eyes converged on Elowen.
She stood gracefully in her pale blue riding attire, her features composed and refined.
Theodric rejected the idea without hesitation.
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Elowen was the woman Cassian had loved devotedly for years, finally married and brought home as Duchess of Duskmoor. He would not even want her to lose a single strand of hair. How could she be allowed to approach a wild horse?
If she were injured, how could Theodric explain it to Cassian?
Elowen had anticipated the refusal and smiled faintly. “Your Majesty must have heard His Highness just now. That red steed was a birthday gift from my grandfather when I turned
seven.”
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Theodric’s brows knit together. “That was many years ago. You think a horse would still remember you?”
“Sometimes,” Elowen replied softly, “a horse values loyalty more than people do. My father sent Ember away not for any other reason, but because I injured my knee and could no longer ride.”
The word knee struck Alaric sharply, and his brow furrowed in irritation.
“My father had intended to keep her elsewhere and bring her back once my knee improved. But Ember disappeared. Soon after, too many things happened. I had no time or strength to search. Today, we meet again. Some people forget what others sacrificed for them. A horse does not.”
In truth, she had not been certain whether Ember still remembered her.
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