Love's Unexpected Awakening Elowen's Choice novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230 The Night Before

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Daphne quickly shifted the topic before Seline could dig deeper. “Mother, once I become the Crown Prince’s consort, every noble lady in Vanelle will be trying to win our favor. I’ll make sure you receive a proper noble title.”

That promise hit exactly where it mattered.

Seline’s face lit up instantly, all her doubts gone. Daphne, you really are my good daughter! Oh, and I even had someone look into it, your wedding day is supposed to be incredibly lucky. Everything will be grand, a celebration no one will forget. It won’t be any less than what Elowen had.”

At the mention of Elowen, Daphne let out a soft, dismissive laugh. “Her? She married a crippled duke. She might look like a duchess now, but what future does she really have? At best, she’ll just grow old in that estate.”

Her eyes gleamed with confidence. “I’ll be the mother of the realm.”

Seline nodded quickly. “Exactly.”

Then she chuckled. “Elowen must be so jealous. Probably crying behind closed doors, losing sleep over it.”

At Duskmoor Manor, Elowen lay in Cassian’s arms when she suddenly sneezed.

Is someone talking about me?

She didn’t dwell on it. Eyes still closed, she shifted slightly and settled back into his embrace, drifting off again.

With Cassian there, she always slept well.

Until the night before Alaric and Daphne’s wedding.

The darkness outside pressed heavy against the windows, and Elowen couldn’t fall asleep.

A trace of unease lingered in her chest. What if her memory was wrong, what if everything had changed this time?

What if it didn’t rain tomorrow in Vanelle?

“Nervous?”

Cassian’s voice came from above her. He had fell it. her restlessness.

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“No,” she said lightly, brushing it off. “Just feels a little stuffy.”

He didn’t press her.

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Instead, he loosened his hold slightly and lifted a hand, patting her back in a slow, steady rhythm.

Sometime past midnight, thunder cracked across the sky, loud and sudden, followed by the sharp drumming of heavy rain against the roof and windows.

The moment Elowen heard it, something inside her finally eased.

She curled closer into him, breathing in that familiar, grounding scent, and at last, sleep claimed her.

She dreamed.

She was back in her past life.

Before she died, she had seen Alaric. After asking for a separation, she had gone to see Daphne.

Daphne had been reclining comfortably, her complexion glowing. When she saw Elowen, she didn’t bother to rise, only offering a lazy smile. “You’re here. I should stand, but I can’t. I’m expecting, and Her Majesty and His Highness both told me this is the Crown Prince’s first and only child. I have to be careful.”

She smiled, polite but hollow.

Elowen hadn’t cared.

“I’ve asked for a separation,” she said softly. “From now on, you’ll be the Crown Prince’s

consort.

Daphne’s eyes lit up. “Really?”

Elowen nodded. “He agreed.”

The smile on Daphne’s lips grew impossible to hide, though her tone stayed gentle. “Honestly, you never should’ve married him in the first place. Who gets married on a day like that, with rain pouring like a storm? Either you were terribly unlucky… or it was a warning.”

She tilted her head slightly. “You insisted on marrying him anyway. Everything that came after, that was just fate catching up with you.”

Back then, Elowen had thought…

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Yes.

That was right.

She never should have married Alaric.

But fate had not been entirely cruel. It had shown her mercy, and given her another chance.

The next morning, thunder still rolled outside as Elowen woke.

She sat up in bed, pushing aside the curtains and leaning forward to look out.

The world beyond was washed in white, rain pouring down like a curtain, the flowers in the courtyard beaten down and scattered.

A soft laugh slipped from her.

Behind her, Cassian’s voice was low, still heavy with sleep. “You like rainy days?”

Elowen nodded. “I like this one.”

He smiled faintly and pulled her back into his arms. “Sleep a little longer.”

She hesitated. “But today is Alaric’s wedding. Shouldn’t we leave early…”

Cassian didn’t even open his eyes, voice lazy and unconcerned. “In weather like this, the Garrett family and the Crown Prince’s Wing will have their hands full. They’ll be lucky to start on time. We can rest a bit more.”

She had barely slept the night before anyway.

So Elowen wrapped her arms around his waist and closed her eyes again, letting herself relax.

Daphne. Now your wedding day has rain too. Tell me… are you ready for what comes after?

The wind tore through the courtyard as rain came down in sheets. Festive lanterns swung wildly on their hooks, the ribbons and draped fabrics soaked through and hanging limp. Servants hurried in and out, struggling to secure everything, but nothing would stay in place.

Daphne had woken in the middle of the night and never fell asleep again.

Now dawn had come.

The hour was almost here.

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