All Chapters of Reborn Before the Mark: I Married His Wolfless Uncle: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Caelan entered Vespera with Ashborne guards at his back and a custody petition in his hand.He crossed the hearing chamber before the magistrates had taken their seats.Lorelai stood behind the long table prepared for testimony. The mutilated archive volume rested inside its wooden frame to her left. Karl’s warning remained hidden beneath the lining of her sleeve.He has arrived.Caelan’s gaze found her before it found the court.He moved toward the opening at the end of the table.Lorelai caught the carved edge with both hands and shoved.The table scraped across the stone.Pain tore through her side, but the heavy wood moved far enough to close the path between them.Caelan stopped.The sound pulled every guard’s attention toward the center of the room.“No private conversation,” Lorelai said.His expression tightened. “I came to warn you.”“Yo

The court sealed the Whitecliff copy inside a Noctis evidence box.Lorelai didn’t let the box leave the hall.“Two custodians,” she said. “One chosen by the court. One chosen by Veyr.”Valerian stood beneath the Noctis standard, his expression emptied of everything that might be entered into a record.“The document came through your husband,” he said. “Its custody is already compromised.”“Karl delivered it in front of the court.”“After carrying it across the border.”“With Whitecliff seals intact.”The senior magistrate examined the wax once more. “The seals are entered. Joint custody is appropriate until comparison is complete.”A Veyr witness placed one hand on the evidence box. A Noctis archivist placed his on the opposite side.Only then did Lorelai step away.Karl remained beyond the petitioner&rsquo

The court placed the false law beside Lorelai’s dinner plate.The mutilated Vespera volume remained in the archives, but its altered text had been copied onto a clean sheet and set before the court reader as though the missing clause had never existed.Across the hall, Valerian sat beneath the Noctis crown.“Under the Right of Blood in Exile, the custodial crown bears responsibility for preserving the continuation of a threatened royal line.”“Stop,” Lorelai said.“Continue,” Valerian ordered.The man swallowed and read from the altered page.“Where the protected sovereign remains without a secure dynastic union, the custodial crown may consider—”Dark wine crossed the white cloth and struck the false copy. The ink bled immediately. Red spread through the words concerning dynastic union until the lines became unreadable.Lorelai placed one hand over the wet page

Eve’s first piece of evidence had been hidden beneath her bandage.Lorelai found the folded paper only after she dismissed the Noctis healer and brought in her own medical supplies under two Veyr seals.“Do not cut the cloth,” Eve said.Her voice remained weak, but urgency sharpened it.Lorelai stopped the scissors above the stained wrapping around Eve’s forearm.“Where?”“Inner side. Near the wrist.”The bandage had been wound badly, too tight over bruised skin and too loose near the elbow. Whoever had treated Eve had cared more about keeping her quiet than healing her.Lorelai loosened the outer layers by hand.The paper appeared against Eve’s skin, protected inside a narrow strip of oilcloth. Sweat and medicine had dampened the edges, but the writing within remained untouched.Lorelai set it on the bedside table without opening it.“Witnesses fi

The divided-crown mark led Lorelai below the diplomatic wing.It appeared once beneath a stair rail, again beside a door used to move coal and lamp oil through Vespera without crossing the public halls. Two neutral guards waited at the final turn. Their pale-bound scabbards carried the seal of diplomatic immunity.One checked Lorelai’s written access order.The other opened the service door.Karl stood inside.For a moment, Lorelai forgot the maps under her arm, the wound tightening beneath her clothes, and the guards who would record how long she remained.She crossed the room.Then Lorelai put both arms around him.His body closed around hers without touching the injury at her side. One hand settled between her shoulders. The other stopped above her waist, waiting even while she pressed her face against his chest and breathed him in.Wood. Cold air. Greyhaven.Home had become a scent carried inside hostile