Reborn I Refuse To Save The Traitors (Margaery) novel Chapter 58

**TITLE: Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows by Aren Cole Vale**
**Chapter 58: Something’s Happened**

Raul sat in contemplative silence, his mind racing with thoughts. *Margaery truly embodies the essence of my aunt… and her mother, too,* he mused, a hint of nostalgia creeping into his heart. *But Tessa… there’s something unsettling about her. Aren’t Tessa and Margaery supposed to be twins? How can it be that they appear so strikingly different?*

His gaze drifted toward Sunbeam Court, a flicker of concern igniting within him. Acting on impulse, he pulled Joshua aside, his voice barely above a whisper. “I need to ask you something important—do you genuinely believe Tessa resembles me in any way? Could she be my daughter?”

Joshua blinked, confusion etched across his face. “Her looks?” he echoed, trying to grasp the sudden shift in his father’s demeanor. “Why are you bringing this up now, Dad? Tessa and Margaery are twins, aren’t they?”

“Just answer me honestly,” Raul urged, his heart racing as uncertainty gnawed at him. *Tessa is meant to be Margaery’s twin sister, but is that merely her claim? Has anyone ever truly verified it?* The thought lingered, heavy and unsettling.

Only the midwife who had assisted in their birth could provide any authentic reassurance.

Joshua pondered for a moment, his brow furrowing. “To be frank, she doesn’t bear much resemblance to anyone in our family. Her features are delicate, her face is quite petite. She seems more like one of those charming southern belles. But Margaery… well, she’s dainty yet possesses a bold elegance. They feel worlds apart.”

Raul studied Joshua’s expression, sensing an unease that he couldn’t quite articulate.

A frown creased Raul’s forehead. “Here’s what we’ll do. We need to locate that midwife from back in the day. And when you get a chance, gather a sample of Tessa’s blood. We should conduct a blood kinship test. I can’t shake this unsettling feeling. What if both Tessa and Margaery are actually Craig’s daughters?”

Joshua’s eyes widened in disbelief. “That can’t be true, can it?”

“If Tessa is indeed Craig’s daughter, and he possesses all the details about Mom’s childbirth with Margaery, then he must know Tessa is his child as well. Shouldn’t he be looking out for her too?”

“But it’s clear he isn’t. He only shows kindness toward Margaery.”

Raul’s mind raced, grappling with the implications. *If that’s the case, does it mean Margaery is truly Craig’s daughter? That can’t be right, can it?*

If that were accurate, then Tessa wouldn’t be his daughter at all. Their mother had passed away shortly after Margaery’s birth. Unless Tessa was indeed Margaery’s twin, there was no logical explanation for the Wallen family to have another daughter.

A sense of dread settled in Raul’s chest.

“You raise a valid point,” he conceded reluctantly.

Logically, such a bizarre twist of fate seemed implausible. Yet, the gnawing anxiety he felt today was inescapable. “Regardless, we must find that midwife without delay. And see if you can track down Paige as well. I still have lingering questions for her.”

“Aside from that…”

After a moment of contemplation, he added, “We need to confirm both of their identities. I won’t find peace until we do.”

He paused, then instructed, “Now that Avery has departed, we should find another reputable physician from the Royal Medical Hall to oversee this. Tell him… that using a relative’s blood as a medicinal primer might assist in curing Tessa’s stomach ailment. Have Margaery come in for a blood sample too.”

Joshua couldn’t help but find the entire arrangement absurd.

Yet, the serious expression on Raul’s face left him speechless, unable to voice his objections. He simply nodded. “Alright, I’ll head to the Royal Medical Hall tomorrow.”

Besides, he had to visit the palace anyway.

After all, if he lingered too long, it might raise suspicions among the others.

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**Chapter 58: Something’s Happened**

The next morning, Joshua tackled the matter head-on.

Margaery remained blissfully unaware of the turmoil brewing around her. Since Tessa’s arrival, the staff at the estate had been utterly enchanted by her. No matter the chaos unfolding, not a single soul dared to utter a word to Margaery.

She had risen before the dawn, diligently practicing her swordplay, each stroke fueled by determination.

Halle stood frozen, utterly incredulous.

Tessa nodded earnestly. “If you don’t believe me, just call in a few of the maids waiting outside. Let’s see for ourselves.”

Halle, still wavering in her belief, fetched a basin of water.

She summoned a few maids, and they all conducted the test with Tessa. When it was complete, Halle’s eyes widened in astonishment. “Heavens above, how did my blood end up mixing with Miss Bradley’s?”

Tessa let out a small sigh of relief, a flicker of hope igniting within her. “See? That doesn’t mean Sophie is your daughter, does it? In fact, your blood might not even mix with your own child.”

Worry etched Halle’s brow as she frowned. “If that’s truly the case, then when Mr. Wallen performs the blood kinship test, your blood might not mix with his either. But after all these years, everyone puts so much faith in these tests. Do you think he will actually believe otherwise?”

“With Mr. Wallen’s disposition, he’d likely trust the test results over the possibility of error,” Halle added, her voice laced with concern.

Nervousness washed over her as she considered Tessa’s predicament.

Tessa buried her face in her hands, sobbing uncontrollably. “Maybe I really should just leave right now. Dad clearly doesn’t trust me anymore—if he did, he wouldn’t put me through all this!”

As she spoke, she looked at Halle, her tear-filled eyes brimming with a desperate hope. “Unless…”

“Unless what?” Halle inquired, her curiosity piqued.

Seeing Tessa in such distress, Halle felt a pang of sympathy. “Lady Tessa, if there’s something you wish to share, please do. It’s freezing outside. I would never want to see you cast out! If there’s anything I can do to help, just say the word.”

Tessa’s plan began to crystallize in her mind. Leaning closer, she whispered something softly into Halle’s ear, then pressed a thick stack of silver notes into her hand. “Halle, I’m placing everything in your hands. My mother left this world far too soon… From now on, you shall be my mother.”

With that declaration, she knelt before Halle. “Mother, please accept my bow!”