Chapter 192 Root of Pain
Suddenly, Elowen remembered.
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In her previous life, during the third year after she married into the Crown Prince’s Wing, she had coughed blood often as well.
It was only now she realized.
It was not because she had forced her way into the Crown Prince’s Wing that Alaric humiliated her endlessly.
Even when she stayed far away from him, even when she married someone else, he still refused to let her go.
Just like now.
The root of her suffering had never been the marriage. It had always been Alaric.
They had grown up together. That was true. She had once saved his life. That was also true.
But this world did not always repay kindness with kindness. More often, it returned kindness with resentment.
Alaric was exactly that kind of person.
She had done nothing wrong. Yet he would not leave her alone.
“Get up.” His voice cut sharply into her ears.
Elowen looked up. The Alaric of this life and the last overlapped in her vision.
A wave of disgust surged through her. Looking at him, she felt an overwhelming urge to
vomit.
Seeing her still seated on the ground, Alaric frowned. He grabbed her forearm and yanked her up roughly.
“Your Grace?”
Just as she was forced to her feet, swaying unsteadily, she heard a familiar male voice.
She turned.
A young man in a fitted riding robe strode toward them, brows drawn tight. “Your Highness. what are you doing? How can you drag the Duchess like this?”
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It was Kaelan. Elowen’s eyes stung. But she did not feel much hope.
Kaclan would protect her. But in front of Alaric, Kaelan could not truly shield her.
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You know I’m the Crown Prince,” Alaric said coldly. “What I do is not something I need to explain to you.”
He tried to drag Elowen away again.
“Stop. Kaelan stepped forward and blocked his path.
Alaric’s patience thinned. “Move.”
Kaelan did not step back. His posture was upright, neither arrogant nor submissive. “If Your Highness wishes to leave, by all means. But the Duchess stays.”
Not long ago, Kaelan had finally allowed himself to fall for someone, only to discover she was his elder by marriage, and not just slightly. His heart had taken the blow. He even stopped going to the Academy, staying home to study for the examinations instead.
His mother was a princess by birth. He carried royal blood.
That was why he was eligible to join the hunt. He had not planned to attend this year.
But his mother had insisted that if he kept locking himself in to study, he would turn into a bookish fool.
So he came. He had not approached Elowen. Seeing her well had been enough.
Earlier, while hunting with Theodric, his palm had been cut by an arrowhead. He had returned to have it wrapped.
He had never expected to see this. Alaric was furious. Elowen was disheveled, injured, blood still at her lips.
Kaelan was suddenly grateful he had come.
He said firmly, “This is the Duchess of Duskmoor. She is also Your Highness’s aunt by marriage. In broad daylight, before so many eyes, dragging her like this violates both decorum and law.”
“Decorum. Law.” Alaric let out a short, amused laugh.
Kaelan’s handsome face remained stern. “His Majesty is not far. The hunt will end soon. Duke of Duskmoor is likely already on the road back Vanelle. If they see Your Highness treating the Duchess this way, they will not overlook it.”
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Alaric sineered. Tm not mistreating my aunt. In doing this for her own good.”
“What do you mean?” Kaelan frowned.
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