The Price is Everything of Yours (76 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 192
At the spot where the carriage halted, Neris was momentarily speechless.
A half-collapsed wall and a ground charred pitch-black.
The vast field, bearing unmistakable signs of a horrific fire, had once been the site of Duke Elantria’s mansion. Not even a single intact brick remained now.
“…This is…”
She had clearly seen flames and smoke rising from the mansion as she was escaping. In fact, being dragged away had almost felt pleasant because of it.
Yet she could never have truly imagined it would be reduced to utter ashes—this was the House of Elantria, after all.
The very house that seemed destined to stand proudly in this spot for a thousand, even ten thousand years.
Cledwin, seated beside his wife in the carriage, cheerfully spoke as if embracing her tightly and whispering in her ear were perfectly legitimate excuses merely because they were married.
“When the fire first broke out, coincidentally, the Duke was unconscious and couldn’t give proper orders.”
Coincidentally? Hardly. Even if the Duke had been unconscious, he had still managed to issue clear instructions to move Neris. Moreover, the knights of the ducal household were elite, long-trained men who could handle ordinary crises competently on their own. Hadn’t they, in fact, initially held off the rioters despite being outnumbered?
This was just Cledwin’s way. She was certain of it.
“So where is everyone from the ducal household now?”
“They’ve scattered in all directions. The Duchess was already at her family’s estate, the Duke has gone to a smaller mansion owned by the family, his son is staying at another house of his own after quarreling with his father, and his daughter is at school.”
Just a month ago, no one could have imagined it: the perfect family idolized throughout high society, now utterly and irreversibly dispersed.
Even if the Elantria family were ever to reconcile, this memory would remain forever—the first moment when a wife lost faith in her husband, parents lost faith in their child, and a daughter lost faith in her parents’ love.
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Wow, the development of the story was so unexpected! But when you think about it, the reason behind the hatred from the very beginning actually makes perfect sense.
I’m so tired of all these noblewomen fighting over the useless Crown Prince. He literally brings nothing to the table except his title, yet everyone still prefers him. I just hope his downfall comes soon
Wow, Natcha’s furious words, fueled by the princess’s earlier provocation, actually left her speechless for a moment. And now that her secret has been revealed, everything suddenly makes sense—especially the way she dealt with the Crown Prince’s betrayal. What a snake.