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Bran nodded, visibly encouraged. “You’re right, Your Grace!” He noticed the sweat on Cassian’s face and rolled up his sleeves. “You’ve worked hard enough today. Go rest. I’ll clean him up and take care of the rest.” Elowen nodded. She glanced at Cassian one last time, then left for the next room. While washing up,…

Cora, setting aside the ink block, chimed in. “Your Grace may not know, but the supplier who sells vegetables to the manor is one of her cousins. And the wine? From a tavern she owns-just hidden behind a steward.” Elowen’s eyes narrowed. So nearly all the funds were being funneled back to Marwen. Cora continued,…

Alaric met her gaze squarely. “I did say… things I want, I always get.” Her chest rose and fell sharply with anger. The clerk turned to her, hopeful. “So… are you withdrawing? Shall we sell the bangle to this gentleman?” Elowen, suddenly thoughtful, didn’t answer right away. Her expression shifted. She smiled sweetly. “Are you…

The scent of her perfume, soft and clean, washed over Elowen. It brought her back to her childhood days in Hale Manor, where she used to follow her aunt around, tiptoeing to see how the dough was kneaded. She used to watch, wide-eyed with wonder, as strange ingredients were transformed into warm, fragrant pastries. “Wow…”…

When she woke the next morning and looked in the mirror, there were two dark circles under her eyes. Mira came in to help with her hair, chattering as always. “Your Grace, the old man from the village brought vegetables this morning. I heard the mushrooms are especially fresh. Some of them are huge! Shall…

Alaric gritted his teeth. “What? Would Uncle actually take her side?” If he recalled correctly, his uncle had a beloved woman in his heart-it certainly couldn’t be Elowen. What man would favor a woman like her, who lacked grace and was full of schemes? This marriage was merely Elowen’s doing, taking advantage of Cassian’s coma…

Elowen forced a laugh. “Ha, yeah.” The matter settled, Bran placed the basin and cloth on the bedside table. As he left, he very tactfully closed the door behind him. Silence descended upon the room. A nervous tension slowly seeped into every part of Elowen. She took several deep breaths, steeling herself, then stood and…

Elowen frowned with concern. “What if you fall unconscious again?” Cassian raised a brow. “That depends. Are you available?” “Me…?” “If you are free, you could assist me. If you’re too busy, I suppose I’ll have to manage alone. If you hear a crash, then you can call for help.” He made it sound so…

A broken left arm? They’d use their teeth to help the right hand dress. A shattered right leg? They’d hop on the left. She understood Cassian’s pride. Still, she whispered, “I… I’ll just sit by the screen. If you need anything, just call.” Cassian gave a noncommittal grunt. Elowen walked over, fetched a small stool,…

“Her Grace’s got a good head on her shoulders and a kind heart. She raised the monthly wages for the servants and kitchen hands. Even arranged for chilled pea soup for them every afternoon… Lately, I hear folks whispering. They say since she arrived, life’s gotten better. They call her the Manor’s ‘lucky star.’” Lucky…