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The council hall was filled with their uneven sobbing. I set down my teacup. The soft sound of porcelain against mahogany was enough to make both stop.“I have one question,” I said. “If my brother had not arrived that day, would either of you have spared me?”Juliette opened her mouth, then closed it again. Cassian kept his head lowered.I looked at Juliette. “You wanted very badly to become a duchess, didn’t you?”She froze, then nodded.Then I turned to Cassian.“And you humiliated your own fiancée in public for her. You let her slap me and pour ice water over my head. You must care for her very much.”Cassian jerked his head up.“No. I didn’t. She was the one who…”“It does not matter now. Since the two of you are so devoted to each other, I will grant your wish.”Hope flashed across Juliette’s face before she understood what I meant.“The ducal title of Northmere will be taken from you. From this day forward, you are no longer Duke of Northmere.”Cassian went white.“You can’t…”“
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The council hall was silent when Cassian and Juliette were brought in.Adrian sat at the head of the long table. Walter Blackwell stood near the wall, expressionless, though his fingers hung pale and tense at his sides.Two royal guards pushed open the doors and dragged Cassian and Juliette inside.For a moment, I almost did not recognize them.Cassian’s cheekbone was bruised, dried blood marked the corner of his mouth, and his once-perfect suit was badly wrinkled. Juliette looked even worse. Water stains covered her dress, her lipstick had smeared to her chin, and she looked nothing like the woman who had stood in the jewelry store with a Blackwell crest on her chest.The guards dropped them in the center of the hall and stepped back.Walter finally moved. He looked at Cassian once, and pain flashed across his face before disappearing completely.Then he strode over, grabbed Cassian by the back of the neck, and forced him down.“Apologize,” Walter said.Cassian did not move. Walter sl
He Protected His Childhood Friend, Not His Princess Fiancée Chapter 8
After the two family heads left, the council hall returned to silence.I had just opened my book again when another guard came in.“Your Highness. The sales associate from the jewelry boutique is outside. He says he has come to beg forgiveness and refuses to leave unless he sees the Princess.”I paused, then remembered him.Adrian glanced at me with a faint smile.“Let him in. I would like to hear this confession.”The man nearly collapsed the moment he entered. He dropped to his knees, crawled several steps forward, and bowed so low his forehead almost touched the floor.“Princess,” he sobbed. “Please spare me.”He pulled a cloth pouch from inside his coat with shaking hands. The cord slipped loose, and several stacks of cash fell onto the floor.“This is everything I saved over eight years. Please take it. Please forgive me.”I looked down at him.A week ago, he had taken the necklace box from my hands and bowed to Juliette. Now he was on the floor, crying like a child.Adrian said n
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A week later, I returned to Northmere.I had spent five days at the sanatorium and another two at the palace before Adrian allowed me to appear in public again. He had not returned to the capital. Instead, he had taken temporary control of the Blackwell council hall and stationed royal guards throughout the estate, turning it into the center of power for the region.By then, everyone in Aurelia had heard that the Duke of Northmere had been taken away by the Crown Prince himself, and that even the old duke had not dared to say a single hard word over the phone. Everyone was waiting to see what Adrian would do next.That afternoon, I sat by the window with a book in my hand. Sunlight fell across the page, but the memory of ice water pouring over my head still surfaced now and then, sharp and unpleasant.A royal guard entered and stopped before us.“Your Highness,” he said to Adrian before turning to me. “The heads of the Lancaster and Montclair families request an audience.”Adrian sat a
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Adrian stood there quietly for a long moment. I knew that expression well. When he was truly angry, he never shouted. He became frighteningly calm instead.I walked over and caught his sleeve lightly. “Adrian.”He looked down at me, and some of the coldness in his eyes slowly faded. Then he touched my damp hair gently.“It’s fine,” he said calmly.After that, he turned back toward Cassian and lifted one hand.The royal guards moved immediately. Two of them dragged Cassian upright and locked his arms behind his back while another two hauled Juliette to her feet. She was still soaked through and shaking so badly she could barely stand.“Take them away,” Adrian said. “Separate cells.”Cassian finally understood how serious the situation had become.“You can’t do this to me! I’m a Blackwell! My father will—”“Didn’t you hear your father?” Adrian interrupted without looking back. “He said I may handle you however I see fit.”Cassian went pale instantly. When the guards dragged him outside,
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I was not a forgiving person. Everything Juliette had done that night, I remembered clearly.Adrian glanced at me once, and that was enough permission.“Go ahead,” he said. “Let them understand what happens when someone humiliates a Valemont.”The silver ice bucket still sat beside the counter. The moment I picked it up, Juliette started shaking.“What are you doing?” she stammered. “If you touch me, Cassian won’t—”I stopped in front of her, lifted the bucket over her head, and slowly tilted it.Ice water crashed over her hair and shoulders.She screamed immediately as melting ice slid through her curls, down her dress, and into her collar while the guards held her firmly in place.When the bucket was empty, I let it fall onto the floor.Juliette looked ruined. Her carefully styled curls clung to her face, mascara streaked down her cheeks, and her expensive dress was soaked through completely while water pooled beneath her knees.“You asked earlier what it felt like to have water pour
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