Love's Unexpected Awakening Elowen's Choice novel Chapter 788

Awakening Love: Reborn to Be His Duchess

Chapter 788 The Duke Returns

The other assassins-*ood Tooted to the spot, their eyes wide with absolute terror

Ronan finally frowned.

Elowen didn’t even bat an eye.

She remained exactly where she was, perfectly composed and elegant.

Only now, a tall, striking man stood right beside her.

Clad in pitch–black robes, his frame was towering, his shoulders broad and imposing.

His hair was slightly windswept, with a few stray strands falling across his forehead, making his sharply chiseled face look even colder and more lethal.

He gripped a longsword in his right hand, the blade angled toward the ground. Thick, dark blood slid slowly down the steel, dripping onto the earth until it formed a small crimson puddle.

Elowen tilted her head and called out to him, her voice sickeningly sweet. “My love.”

Cassian’s freezing glare instantly melted. Looking down at her, his eyes overflowed with absolute tenderness. “Yes, I’m here.”

Elowen beamed at him. “When did you get here?”

Cassian’s voice was gentle. “Arrived right when they did. But I know how much you love luring your prey into traps before springing them, so I wasn’t in a rush to step out.”

He had simply waited until she was in genuine danger to make his grand entrance and protect her.

Elowen was a million percent satisfied with that answer.

In heaven or on earth, there wasn’t a single person who understood her mind games better than her husband.

Right now, she wanted nothing more than to kiss him.

But they were in public, and she still had a very arrogant, very necessary line to deliver, basking fully in his glory

Pulling her gaze from Cassian, Elowen swept her eyes over the stunned assassins and Ronan, Siding brightly, she spoke in crisp, clear Nordian. “Sorry to disappoint you, boys, but my backup has arrived

“I seriously hope you brought some too.”

Castian’s mere presence slammed down on the battlefield like a collapsing mountain, methocyth right out of their lungs.

the air

Elower’s words hung in the chilling night wind. The assassins exfanged panicked glancos, completely unsure whether to raise their blades or drop them-

Chapter 788 The Duke Returns

Fing

Cassian glanced down at her. “You picked up Nordian?”

Elowen nodded eagerly Impressive, right?”

Cassian chuckled. “Very. Your pronunciation is spot–on.”

Elowen pouted slightly. “But I’m not totally fluent yet. There are still times I don’t know the right words.”

Cassian’s tone was incredibly soft. “That’s fine. I’ll teach you everything later.

Standing nearby, Valessa, who perfectly understood their Avenloran exchange, scoffed loudly. “Are you two seriously flirting right now?!”

Tracing the voice, Cassian finally noticed the Princess Royal..

“Your Highness is here too?”

He gave her a quick once–over. “How did you end up looking this pathetic?”

Valessa’s lips twitched in annoyance. “Save the sarcasm. When the Oracle went missing years ago, I bet you looked ten times worse than I do now.”

Cassian’s lips curved into a smirk. “If you lost a wife as breathtaking as mine, I guarantee you wouldn’t be keeping your cool either.”

Valessa was utterly speechless.

A short distance away, Ronan finally hit his breaking point. “Hey! There are other people standing right here!”

Elowen and Cassian finally bothered to look his way.

Standing amidst his mob of assassins, Ronan looked visibly irritated.

The assassin standing to his left glared at Cassian and sneered He’s just the Oracle’s kept paramsur! What kind of backup is that?!”

Cassian’s eyebrow twitched. He repeated the phrase with dark amusement. “Kept paramour?”

Mistaking Cassian’s calmness for weakness, the assassin grew even bolder.

“Besides, you’re just one man! We’ve got over a hundred men on our side. You think you can take on a hundred of us by yourself? Stop dreaming! You should beg alongside the Oracle! If our Master is in a generous mood, he might just spare your worthless lives!

“After all, don’t you Avenlorans have a saying? ‘Only a fool lights a losing battle. If you sing us yo right now, kiss our Master’s boots, and pledge your absolute loyalty, maybe.”

He never finished his sentence. Cassian frowned slightly misd shot him a

he book.

Just one look. But it carried a suffocating, bone chilling pressure that felt physically heavy crushing the alr straight out of the nun’s lungs

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