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My Second Life with the Broken-Winged Angel
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On my twentieth birthday, I had to choose a husband from the six angel heirs. Everyone thought I would choose Adrian Seraphiel, the brightest golden-winged heir and the man I had loved for years. In my last life, I did. Because of me, he inherited eighty percent of House Seraphiel’s fortune and became the next ruler of the angel clan. But after our marriage, he got involved with Celeste, my adopted half-siren sister. When my dragon family cast her out of House Drakon, Adrian blamed me. From then on, he hated me. He surrounded himself with women who looked like her, humiliated me again and again, and finally replaced my life-saving medicine with slow poison. I died carrying his child, while the last of my dragon blood burned away. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on my twentieth birthday. This time, I decided to let them have each other. So in front of everyone, I chose Cassian Seraphiel, the sixth son of the angel family. Broken-winged. Mocked by everyone. No one believed he could ever inherit anything. The room burst into laughter. Adrian looked at me coldly and sneered. “Elena, are you choosing that useless cripple just to get my attention?” I ignored him. Because in my last life, after I died, this so-called useless cripple was the only one who collected my body, found the truth, and avenged me by stripping Adrian of his golden wings. But then Adrian stepped closer. His voice dropped to a whisper. “Funny,” he said. “That wasn’t who you chose in your last life.”
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Later, Adrian demanded that House Seraphiel divide its holdings.“There are too many of us under one roof,” he said. “Grandfather is gone. We may as well go our separate ways.”Cassian followed Lord Alaric's will and divided the property fairly.Once Adrian had his share, he threw himself into ruin. By day, he poured money into reckless ventures he did not understand. By night, he drowned himself in wine, courtesans, gambling halls, and every glittering pleasure the lower sky offered. He had no eye for investment and no patience for people. Soon, most of his fortune was gone.The next time he came to ask Cassian for money, the guards stopped him at the gate.I happened to be bringing documents to the council chambers and saw him there. His beard was rough, his once-bright hair unkempt, and the golden feathers of his wings looked dull.“Elena,” he said, trying to straighten himself. “Can we talk?”I looked at him without expression.He lowered his voice. “Do you know? I was your husband
My Second Life with the Broken-Winged Angel Chapter 7
A few months later, I was carrying a child.Pregnancy did not make the Holy Court kinder, but it made people's masks thinner. Courtiers who had laughed at Cassian's wings now bowed so low their halos nearly touched the floor. The brothers who once called him useless began asking for positions in his council, as if memory were something they could fold away and hide in a drawer.Cassian accepted some, refused most, and never once raised his voice. That was the thing people had mistaken about him. His quietness was not weakness. He simply didn’t waste words on people who had already shown him what they were.At night, when the court finally stopped demanding pieces of him, he would come back to our rooms and place his hand on my belly with a seriousness that made me want to laugh and cry at the same time.“Did the baby trouble you today?” he would ask.“She kicked when Lucien tried to flatter you.”“Good taste already,” he said, then looked at me with soft pride. “She gets that from you.
My Second Life with the Broken-Winged Angel Chapter 6
On the morning of my wedding, I woke before dawn.Cassian carried me out of House Drakon and into the griffin carriage. I secretly studied his profile. Adrian had the careless beauty of a spoiled heir. Cassian was quieter and steadier.It was another wedding day and the same road to the Holy Court, but my heart was completely different. Last time, I spent the journey afraid Adrian would regret marrying me. This time, I felt safe.The carriage suddenly stopped.Through the window, I saw Adrian standing in the road in ceremonial white, wearing the groom's crest as if the wedding belonged to him.Cassian stepped down and stood beside me.I whispered, “Let me handle this. If you two fight here, it will be ugly.”Cassian took my hand. “We are getting married. We face trouble together.”His palm was warm, and my heart settled.The sight of us hand in hand pushed Adrian further over the edge.“Elena, come with me. We will ask Grandfather to change the wedding. You were supposed to marry me.”
My Second Life with the Broken-Winged Angel Chapter 5
Cassian came to see me once before the wedding.He looked at me for a long time before saying, “If you regret this, I can ask Grandfather to cancel the betrothal.”“Why would I regret it?”“I know you liked Adrian.”His voice reminded me of the madness in his eyes the day I died. My throat tightened.“I used to like him. I don't anymore.”“Why?”“Because I mistook obsession for love. I thought if I wanted something badly enough, I could win it by holding on. Then I learned love is not something you can force into your hands.”I hesitated. “I also had a long dream. In that dream, you saved me.”His ears turned red. “Do you truly want to marry me?”“Yes.”He smiled despite himself and took out a sealed folder. “Keep this. Grandfather gave you his share. I will give you mine. Everything I have is yours. If I ever wrong you, may I lose it all.”He had clearly planned this before coming.I accepted the folder, then took the small jade dragon charm from my neck. It had belonged to my grandmo
My Second Life with the Broken-Winged Angel Chapter 1
I had just stepped out of Lord Alaric Seraphiel's west-tower study when I ran into Adrian and his brothers in the gallery.The moment they saw me, the Seraphiel heirs went quiet. Then Lucien gave a lazy whistle, and the other
My Second Life with the Broken-Winged Angel Chapter 3
A few weeks later, during the Moonfall Festival, my father asked me to deliver gifts to Lord Alaric.The moment I entered Skyspire Palace, I saw Celeste. She had not returned to House Drakon for days, and now she stood there in a pearl-colored gown with jewels glowing at her throat and wrists.“Elen
My Second Life with the Broken-Winged Angel Chapter 2
On the night of my birthday banquet, the elders of the Holy Court left early. Adrian arrived late, with Celeste on his arm.Her cheeks were flushed, and a red mark shone at the side of Adrian's throat. Anyone with eyes knew what they had been doing before they came.In my old life, I would have fall
My Second Life with the Broken-Winged Angel Chapter 4
The hall erupted.“Cassian? How is it him?”“Was Elena not obsessed with Adrian?”“This must be a mistake.”Adrian's face flushed red. “Grandfather, there has to be a mistake.”Lord Alaric gave him a cold look. “I am old, not deaf and blind. Do you think I would make a mistake with this?”The stewar
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