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His hands began to sweat, his feet began to pace and the bags under his eyes had hallowed his sockets further.
He was a failure, a complete and utter failure.
He needed to do this and regain honor, it was that simple. Sneak into the manor, find Rhea's bedroom, act according and see himself out.
Antonio had drank himself silly the nights following, realizing that being allowed to do this was another step out of the frame of insanity.
Yet he wasn't the only one.
Both Black brothers had been stationed in Alphard's study since he returned home to his manor following the goodbye kiss from Rhea. It had been easy to ignore the brewing plans when the sun was still set high in the sky.
But the second it grew dark, Orion offered his brother a glass of firewhiskey and the two remained at ease in the silence.
Had Rhea been home that night, Alphard was worried that she never would recover from such a deflation. After all that happened, he wouldn't hesitate to use this against Radolphous the second he could.
Not to mention Dolohov, who he swore against being within a given mile of Rhea.
This was all painful to uncover, and to make matters worse, he would need to sit still and wait.
"Do you plan to tell her?"
"Do I plan to tell my fiancé that her father wanted her raped to get to me?... What do you propose that will do, Orion?" He issued, his glare following in suit of his tone. Orion held his hand up with a shrug.
"I only put this out on the table, because I have a feeling that you and Rhea will disown that side of the family shortly after. Are you prepared to walk her through that, it isn't as easy."
"Frankly, brother, I don't think it will be any at all difficult anymore. Even without this night's addition to the reasons why she should disown them. They'll plan to use their daughter's new name. I don't doubt that."
"I don't either, but the purpose of tonight is so that Radolphous has something over his father. And that will leave the wedding without any more issues. We need to keep the plan the same. Trust in Bella." It was disturbing to think of the fact that Bella was currently sleeping in Rhea's bed.
Right now.
Waiting for Antonio to fall victim to his own game.
The what-ifs swirled around in Alphard's mind, if everything did play out as Radolphous wanted, Alfie told himself he wouldn't care.
He would marry Rhea regardless of being pure.
Yet that was a sort of torture he hadn't wanted to wish on anyone.
She had already started to break out of her shell in the following weeks, and she certainly grew from the abuse that Dolohov offered prior. His weakness only focused on the difference, he was reluctant to believe that she would just be alright after something like this occurred.
"You could go and see her, I doubt she's really gone to sleep this early in the—"
"Another reason why Radolphous is an absolute dumbarse. Rhea doesn't go to bed until the early morning. He'd know this if he cared an ounce for her."
"And he doesn't, just wish we could see the bastard's face after it all. I trust Rodolphous wants to do right by his sister." Alphard was still hesitant to trust the bloke fully.
It was the bastard's son as all, was he simply playing this game to be trusted and given good graces?
Alphard hoped it wasn't the latter.
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Fanfiction[BOOK ONE] As a freshly graduated Ravenclaw, Rhea Lestrange wasn't faced with just any decision--Her family saw it as an opportunity to find her a betrothed. Marriage was the last thought on her mind, her aspiration of being a healer had been comple...
