Love's Unexpected Awakening Elowen's Choice novel Chapter 803

Awakening Love: Reborn to Be His Duchess

Chapter 803 Painted Vigor

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Roderic considered this. “The Archduke is incredibly vain. Since you publicly declared him unworthy of greeting the Duke, he will undoubtedly use tonight’s banquet to force His Grace into the spotlight.

“If His Grace doesn’t show, he’ll spin it as Avenlor disrespecting the Nordian King. If His Grace does appear, he’ll use every trick in the book to test his physical condition.

“Toasts, rigorous formalities, or even a spar under the guise of Nordian warrior traditions. Everything is on

the table.”

Elowen’s eyes darkened.

Roderic continued, “Furthermore, you must tread carefully regarding your own identity.”

He didn’t explicitly utter the word “Oracle“, stopping just short.

But her identity was practically an open secret among the elite.

Elowen cast him a sideways glance. “Where does the King stand?”

Roderic answered without hesitation. “His Majesty is thrilled by your arrival and hopes to ease the tension between our nations. However, House Harrow’s influence is staggering. The King is often forced to make

concessions.”

As he spoke, he stood up and delivered a profound, solemn bow.

“I sincerely hope Your Graces can understand His Majesty’s difficult position.”

Elowen didn’t respond at once.

She understood the subtext perfectly.

The King welcomed them, but his shield wasn’t absolute.

If Malkor launched a public attack, the King would likely only try to defuse it rather than outright condemn him.

Elowen’s expression remained perfectly composed.

“Understood. I will keep that in mind.”

Roderic hesitated before asking, “The Princess Royal is also/deeply concerned about His Grace’s injuries…”

Elowen offered a reassuring smile. “The journey was arduous. But since the King is hosting a banquet, he will naturally be in attendance.”

Catching her meaning, Roderic nodded. “In that case, I shall return and report back.”

Elowen said, “Convey my deepest gratitude to the Princess Royal.”

Roderic bowed. “It will be done.”

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He maintained his affable smile as he left.

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Descending the stairs, he deliberately chatted with the Nordian officials, remarking that the Duke’s legendary aura remained imposing, though the journey had left him fatigued.

Those words would spread like wildfire, reaching Malkor’s ears in no time.

Once Roderic was gone, Mira slipped back in. “Your Grace, he has left.”

Elowen gave a brief nod, heading toward the inner chamber.

Pushing open the doors, a faint, soothing medicinal scent washed over her.

Cassian lay quietly on the bed.

He was dressed in his formal Avenloran royal attire. Pitch–black robes embroidered with dark–gold/ serpents. Looking solely at his clothes, he remained the awe–inspiring Duke of Duskmoor.

But his face was terrifyingly pale.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Elowen reached out to check his forehead.

The vicious fever had broken, but he remained deep in a coma.

Watching him, Elowen’s mind drifted back to her early days in his manor.

He had been in a prolonged coma back then, too.

However, slipping into a coma in Avenlor was nowhere near as treacherous as being unconscious in Nordia.

Turning away, Elowen retrieved a small container of rouge from her vanity.

It was her own personal rouge, a delicate and entirely natural shade.

Dabbing a tiny amount onto her fingertip, she leaned over and gently traced it across Cassian’s lips, before blending a hint of color onto his cheeks.

Cassian’s features were naturally sharp and imposing. Even when silent, he radiated a suffocating authority.

But ravaged by poison, his complexion was disastrously poor. Without a bit of cover–up, anyone would spot his vulnerability.

As the rouge settled onto his skin, that deathly pale face finally regained a semblance of vitality.

Looking at her handiwork, Elowen sincerely thought to herself that her husband truly possessed a breathtakingly handsome face.

But there was no time to admire him. She quickly reined in her emotions and called out, “Bran.”

Bran entered from the outer room. “Your Grace.”

“You and Anson will accompany me into the palace tonight.”

Bran acknowledged the order without delay.

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Standing faithfully by her side, Anson replied, “Understood.”

Elowen continued, “Mira and Cora will also come with me.

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