Love's Unexpected Awakening Elowen's Choice novel Chapter 439

Chapter 439 What She Asked For

So that was what this was about.

Maerwyn didn’t question it. She just gave a small nod. “I’m not upset.”

Isla studied her closely. “Maerwyn, don’t say that just to make me feel better.”

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Maerwyn lifted her eyes and met Isla’s gaze head-on, her voice steady this time. “I’m not saying it to make you feel better. I really don’t care about Rowan anymore.”

A flicker of relief crossed Isla’s face, perfectly measured. “You mean that?”

Maerwyn nodded. “After the court banquet last night, he actually came all the way to my residence and wouldn’t leave. He kept talking, saying things that were honestly disgusting. I lost my patience. I had the guards throw him out after teaching him a lesson. If you don’t believe me, you can ask around.”

“Why wouldn’t I believe you?” Isla said, her tone softening as she slid a cup of warmed spiced wine across the table. “If you’ve come to your senses on your own, that’s exactly what I’d hoped for. Go on, have a sip.”

Maerwyn didn’t reach for the cup.

She hesitated, lips pressed together, clearly weighing something she hadn’t yet decided to say.

“Mother…”

“Yes?”

Maerwyn looked up again, more determined now. “Can you stop going after Elowen?”

For the briefest second, Isla’s expression tightened.

Then it smoothed over.

“I spoke to your father and had your confinement lifted so you could attend the banquet and clear your head,” Isla said, her tone still gentle but with an edge underneath. “And this is what you bring up the moment you see me? Since when have I ever made things difficult for her?”

Maerwyn frowned. “How is that a bad thing to say?”

She leaned forward slightly, her voice tightening with emotion. “Her father and brother both died in the war. She has no one left in her family. She’s carrying a child and still dealing with everything here. That’s already enough. Why would you keep putting pressure on her?”

The memory of the banquet flashed through her mind, the way Isla and Sandy had worked together so smoothly, every word landing exactly where it was meant to.

And then she remembered how she herself had treated Elowen.

Her chest felt tight.

Isla watched her quietly, her gaze lingering on Maerwyn’s still-reddened eyes.

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Chapter 439 What She Asked For

A few thoughts turned over behind that calm expression.

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Then she sighed softly. “Alright. She’s family, and she’s carrying His Grace’s child. Why would I make things difficult for her? It was just a misunderstanding.”

Maerwyn hesitated. “Really?”

“Of course.” Isla’s voice turned warm again. “Didn’t you say she’s the writer you admire so much, Azure? If you like her, then so do I. Why would I treat her poorly?”

That hit exactly where it needed to.

Maerwyn leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Isla, resting her head against her shoulder, her voice muffled but soft. “Thank you, Mother.”

Isla gently smoothed her hair. “You’re my daughter. You don’t need to thank me.”

But as Maerwyn held onto her, Isla lifted her eyes.

Across the room, the maid standing quietly near the doorway met her gaze.

A single look passed between them.

The maid understood immediately, lowered her head, and slipped out of the chamber to carry out the order Isla had already set in

motion.

At Duskmoor Manor, the air felt different after Cassian left.

Elowen couldn’t settle.

t felt like something had been pulled out from under her, leaving everything slightly off balance.

Back in her room, she tried to read, hoping it would distract her, but the words blurred together. She turned pages without taking n a single line.

Mira came in with her tonic.

Elowen took the bowl and drank it straight through without hesitation, not even reacting to the bitterness.

The sugared fruit sitting beside her remained untouched. It was as if her mind wasn’t even registering taste anymore.

Cora and Mira exchanged a look, both surprised. They had never seen her this distracted.

Footsteps sounded from outside.

Elowen looked up immediately. “Is His Grace back?”

But it wasn’t him.

Anson stepped inside and bowed. “Your Grace, Miss Ashcroft and Mrs. Wrenner have arrived.”

A trace of disappointment flickered across Elowen’s eyes before she smoothed it away.

“Bring them in.”

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