Love's Unexpected Awakening Elowen's Choice novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82 A Defense for Her Brother

Inside the private room, the sound of approaching footsteps made Alaric’s lips curl.

I knew she’d come.

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Cedric snickered, “Who would’ve thought she’d be so brazen? But then, that’s a Hale family trait, isn’t it?”

One of the other young nobles laughed, “Well, back when the Hales were in power, Cedric here was always trailing behind Young General Hale. He’d know all about their traits.”

Trailing behind.

The phrasing ignited Cedric’s temper. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

The young man shrugged, oblivious. “Just stating facts. Weren’t you always-

An elbow jabbed into his side from a friend, accompanied by a sharp warning look. He fell silent, but the damage was done.

Cedric’s face flushed with anger. “Julian Hale? That worthless piece of trash! He was just lucky with his birth and had a famous father. Did he earn any real glory on the battlefield? No! He just rode on his father’s coattails! Out of respect for his father, people called him ‘Young General. But what was he really? A nobody!”

He finished with a contemptuous spit.

His voice boomed through the wooden door. Elowen, standing right outside, heard every venomous word.

Her face paled, then flushed with fury. Her hands clenched into fists.

Julian was her brother.

The words were identical to those she’d heard in her past life.

Back then, she had thrown wine in Cedric’s face and cursed him, only to be scolded by Alaric for being undignified.

But she had never believed herself wrong.

Her brother, Julian, had followed their father and uncles to war when he was barely taller than a sword, carrying the wounded and hauling supplies.

At thirteen, his slight build allowed him to slip through enemy lines, delivering critical

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intelligence that saved hundreds of soldiers and turned the tide of a battle.

He had collapsed unconscious after the grueling run, not waking for two days.

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On the battlefield, he always led the charge, his body a map of scars, each one a brush with death.

Every stipend, every reward he received, he shared with the men under his command, earning their fierce loyalty.

And Cedric dared call him a nobody? A glory-stealer?

A wave of white-hot rage crashed over Elowen. She shoved the door open.

Everyone inside turned, smirks of anticipation on their faces.

Cedric raised an arrogant eyebrow. “Well, well, if it isn’t Elowen. What a-”

Splash!

Before he could finish, Elowen strode forward, snatched a wine cup from the table, and dashed its contents directly into his face.

The room fell silent in shock.

Daphne gasped, her voice a tremulous whisper. “Elowen! What are you doing? His Highness is right here! You… you insult His Highness as well!”

Alaric’s brow furrowed, his expression darkening. “Elowen, you’re out of line.”

Elowen’s face was a mask of icy calm. “My brother fought and bled for this kingdom until his last breath. Cedric slanders him behind his back You, Your Highness, did not reprimand him. Yet when I punish the slanderer, I am the one out of line? My grandfather did not teach you that. I doubt His Majesty did either.”

A shadow fell over Alaric’s features.

Cedric wiped the wine from his face, a sneer twisting his lips. “Elowen, your grandfather is dead. Your brother is dead. You-”

Elowen spun back, her hand lashing out in a sharp, stinging slap across his cheek.

Cedric’s head snapped to the side, his eyes wide with disbelief. “You dare strike me?”

Elowen didn’t bother with words. She delivered a second, equally forceful slap to his other cheek.

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Two solid strikes. Humiliation and rage boiled over in Cedric. “You crazy bitch! I’ll-”

He balled his fist, drawing it back to swing at her

“Enough!”

A roar from the doorway froze everyone.

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