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CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE : LOVE IN TREACHERY
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CHAPTER FORTYELARA’S POVMy smile came soft and slow, blooming in my chest as Valerie folded my dresses with careful hands, stacking them neatly into the carved chest by the window. We had returned from travel, from court precedence, from the weight of eyes and expectations. Evening had settled gently over the palace. Tomorrow would be a very busy day…the search for the money that was stolen and Alaric would continue his tedious kingship duties. I want to assume mine as the Queen. Tonight, I would not be sleeping alone.I would be going to Alaric’s room. No. Our room.“Are we going with everything?” I asked, watching her pause over a deep blue gown.She smiled knowingly. “No, my queen. Just a few vitals.”“Alright,” I murmured, my lips curving again, this time sheepish, almost shy.Then the thoughts crept in, uninvited and overwhelming.I was really going to stay with Alaric. My husband.The word settled heavily inside me, intimate and terrifying. Husband.Did that mean that tonigh
THE RAVEN KING’S BRIDE CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE : LOVE IN TREACHERY
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINETHIRD PERSON'S POVRowland walked in, angrily, his clothes clinging to his body with sweat, his chest rising and falling like he had run from death.The room fell silent instantly.Lysnadra…..the queen mother rose slowly from her seat in her room.Her eyes were already burning.“What is going on, Rowland?” she demanded, her voice sharp enough to cut flesh. “Why did you make such a rash decision…why take money from the royal usury. Do you want us to get caught ??The king already despises you, you want to give him more reason to behead you?” Rowland attacked“You look like a man who has lost control.” Lysandra spat out angrily Rowland swallowed hard. He wiped his face with trembling hands, pacing once before stopping in the middle of the room.“I do not know,” he said hoarsely. “I swear it. I do not know.”Her palm slammed against the table.“What do you mean you do not know?” she snapped. “You always know. That is why you are here.”Before Rowland could speak aga
THE RAVEN KING’S BRIDE CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT: A QUEEN FOR A KING
CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHTALARIC’S POVBy the time the gates of Earldom came into view, my chest already felt tight, like the kingdom itself was sitting on my lungs. That fear again..that fear.I did not even pause to freshen up. The dust of the road still clung to my boots, my cloak smelled of sweat and war councils, and my mind was already miles ahead, calculating losses, weighing faces, remembering every word written in that cursed letter.Ten thousand gold coins did not simply disappear.I disbanded the escort the moment we arrived and ordered the council to be summoned immediately. No delays. No excuses. I specifically asked for the Queen Mother to be present. If this matter was going to be settled, it would be done in open court where lies trembled and truth had nowhere to hide.This was not just about gold.This was about control. And about trust.The court was already filled when I arrived. Murmurs rippled through the chamber like restless water, ministers pretending calm while the
THE RAVEN KING’S BRIDE CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN: BACK TO EARLDOM
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN.ELARA’S POVSleep finally claimed him. I lay there watching his chest rise and fall, slow and steady now, not tight with worry like it had been all night. The lines between his brows had eased. His fingers, which always seemed ready to reach for a sword even in rest, had loosened against the sheets. Tomorrow we would reach Earldom and my quest begins again.I turned slightly on my side, careful not to wake him. My gaze traced his face, memorizing it like I might need the memory to survive what was coming. My mission remained unchanged. Protect Alaric. Mentally. Physically. At all costs….or fall for Alaric. No..not it, not it.Rowland stood directly in the middle of that mission.And so did my past. So did the queen mother’s crown. So did my father’s shadow. So did the version of Elara that I'm yet to conquer and prayed would never be dug back up.With these people on my path, love alone would not be enough. I knew that.Still, I stayed awake longer than I should
THE RAVEN KING’S BRIDE CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX: A SAFE HAVEN
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIXALARIC’S POVI stared at Anthony, my jaw tight, my chest heavy like something had lodged itself there and refused to move.“Did she specify?” I asked quietly.Anthony hesitated. That pause alone told me everything.“Tell us how it happened,” I added, my voice colder now.“She claimed it was a burglary,” he said. “Said thieves broke into the royal treasury late at night.”I let out a short, humourless laugh. “Wow. Nice.”Anthony raised his brows slightly. “You’re thinking what I’m thinking, right?”I looked away, my eyes drifting to the tall windows overlooking the darkened halls of the hotels. “No… it’s just…” I swallowed. “You know the truth, Alaric,” he pressed. “She probably took it.”My fingers tightened around each other. Every one knew my step mum was no good, I could see through her constant fake cares.“My issue is not just that the money is gone,” I muttered. “It’s why she would need such a huge amount….what is she planning??”“It’s fine,” Anthony said
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CHAPTER THIRTY FIVEALARIC’S POVThe first thing I noticed was how quiet she had become. Not the awkward kind of silence. Not the angry one either. It was the soft, fragile quiet of someone holding too much inside and afraid it might spill if they spoke too loud. Elara sat across from me, fingers curled around a grape, eyes refusing to meet mine for more than a heartbeat.“So what’s it like?” I asked, my voice low, steady, even though my chest was anything but.She looked up, startled, then looked away again. Her lashes fluttered like she had been caught doing something she was not ready to explain.“Uhmm…”I almost smiled. She had been shy since the moment I confessed. Shy when I told her I wanted us to work. Shy when I said her name the way I used to, like it still belonged to me. It was funny, really. For years, she had been bold with her words, sharp with her mockery, fearless in the way she challenged me. She had always been over me, unafraid to look me in the eye and tell me exa
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