Love's Unexpected Awakening Elowen's Choice novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222 A Calculated Move

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“Even if this marriage was granted by His Majesty and can’t be refused,” Piers said, brows drawn tight. “I’m worried she won’t let it go. If Sylvia marries into the family… I’m afraid she’ll have a hard time. That she’ll be treated poorly.”

Before Elowen could respond, a shadow moved.

A guard in dark attire approached silently, swift as wind, stopping three steps away. He lowered his gaze, awaiting instruction.

The previous guards had failed. Cassian had already dealt with them.

The ones assigned now were far more capable.

Elowen’s gaze shifted slightly. “Give me a moment,” she said to Piers, then leaned in.

The guard stepped closer and spoke in a low voice. “His Highness heard you’re at Falconcrest Manor. He’s on his way.”

Elowen frowned. That man again…

As her thoughts turned, something clicked. She looked at Piers, a faint smile forming.

“I understand your concern,” she said lightly. “As it happens, I’m dealing with a small inconvenience myself.”

Her eyes curved with quiet amusement. “Why don’t we help each other out?”

Piers didn’t hesitate. “Your Grace, please.”

Elowen’s lips curved just slightly, her tone lowering as she laid out her plan. As Piers listened, doubt flickered across his face. “Will he really… act like that?”

“From what I know,” Elowen said calmly, her certainty unmistakable, “he will.”

Her gaze lingered on him for a moment before she let out a soft sigh, measured and deliberate.

“If this puts you in a difficult position, we can forget it,” she added gently. “It was only a suggestion. You’re free to refuse. As for your situation with Sylvia…”

She paused, her voice softening. “Since I’m her cousin by marriage now, helping her is only right. I’ll do what I can.”

A flush rose to Piers’s face instantly.

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Chapter 222 A Calculated Move

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He prided himself on loyalty and keeping his word. That moment of hesitation now felt small, almost shameful.

He straightened at once and bowed deeply. “Your Grace, rest assured. Since I’ve agreed, I’ll see it through. I won’t go back on my word. As for Sylvia… I’ll be counting on you.”

Because his head was lowered, he didn’t catch the fleeting glint of mischief in Elowen’s eyes, gone as quickly as it appeared.

By the time he looked up, her expression was perfectly composed again.

With things settled, Piers immediately turned to go. “Your Grace, we should head back. Sylvia’s alone in there. She’ll be scared… and people might take advantage of her.”

Elowen let out a soft laugh, unhurried. “You think so?”

Her tone was light. “She may look fragile, but she’s stronger than she seems.”

Piers blinked, caught off guard.

Meanwhile, inside the reception hall, Aveline stood at the center, beaming, carefully handing out several sheets of paper.

Even Sylvia, seated quietly in the corner, received one.

“This,” Aveline said, unable to hide her excitement, “is Azure’s handwritten draft. It may only be a single page, but after all these years of silence, even this is incredibly rare.”

She went on at length, praising the writing, its elegance, its depth, then invited the ladies present to share their thoughts.

The room quickly filled with agreement.

None of the noblewomen would risk offending her. Compliments flowed easily, one after another.

“Every word is flawless.”

“The vision is extraordinary.”

“Truly beyond the ordinary.”

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The atmosphere turned warm, almost celebratory. But in the corner, Sylvia kept her head lowered, reading the page over and over.

A faint crease formed between her brows, confusion flickering in her eyes. Is it really that good?

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