Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows by Aren Cole Vale ` 72 Summary
In Chapter 72 of “Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows,” Dashnell is consumed by anger and worry for Margaery, who has been gravely injured. He and Craig discuss the implications of her attack, realizing it could only have been carried out by someone from the Chancellor’s estate, specifically the Wallen family. Dashnell’s determination to protect Margaery intensifies as he reflects on her suffering, and he vows to marry her to ensure her safety. Craig expresses skepticism about Dashnell’s plan, suggesting they should wait for Margaery to regain consciousness to hear her wishes, emphasizing her strength and autonomy.
As Margaery awakens, she calls out for her mother, revealing her deep emotional turmoil. Dashnell comforts her, promising to protect her from further harm, his heart aching for her pain. The scene is filled with raw emotion as Margaery breaks down, expressing her suffering and fear. Dashnell’s protective instincts surge, and he reassures her that he will never let her be hurt again. Craig watches, moved by the intensity of their bond and the weight of their circumstances.
Meanwhile, the narrative shifts to the Chancellor’s estate, where Joshua confronts his reckless brother Clyde for attacking Margaery. Joshua is furious, recognizing the potential consequences of Clyde’s actions for their family. Clyde’s defiance only escalates the tension, as he fails to see the gravity of the situation. Their father, Raul, enters the scene, furious about Clyde’s recklessness and the threat it poses to their family’s standing. He chastises Clyde, explaining the significance of Margaery’s royal hairpin and the danger of harming her, revealing the stakes involved in their family dynamics.
Raul’s anger culminates in a physical confrontation with Clyde, highlighting the seriousness of the situation and the family’s desperation. He emphasizes the potential fallout from Clyde’s actions, linking them to the broader political landscape and the royal family’s interests. As tensions rise, Raul’s urgency to ensure Margaery’s safety becomes palpable, setting the stage for the unfolding drama surrounding her fate and the Wallen family’s future. The chapter closes with a sense of impending conflict, underscoring the intertwining fates of the characters involved.
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**Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows by Aren Cole Vale**
**Chapter 72: Won’t Let You Hurt**
Dashnell’s brow furrowed, shadows creeping across his face. “No one but someone from the Chancellor’s estate would have the audacity to do something like this,” he muttered, his voice laced with anger.
Craig, standing beside him, nodded gravely. “She’s a young lady from the Chancellor’s estate. Outsiders wouldn’t dare to lay a finger on her. With that royal hairpin gifted by the late King, anyone who recognizes it knows better than to harm her. And as for the rest, they have no motive to pursue her.”
Dashnell’s heart raced as he recalled the moment they found her. “She collapsed right on the path leading from the Chancellor’s estate to your home. That means she was hurt there, but no one bothered to help her. She must have rushed straight to you.”
“But she didn’t make it,” Craig interjected, his voice heavy with frustration. “She passed out on the road.”
Fists clenched, Dashnell felt a surge of rage. “Some members of the Wallen family are really asking for trouble.”
Craig sighed, the weight of the situation pressing down on him. “We’ll deal with the Wallen family later. Right now, we need to focus on her. How is she holding up?” He could feel Margaery’s small hand in his palm, still icy, despite his attempts to warm it with his own.
Dashnell’s heart mirrored that coldness. “She’s going to be fine,” Craig reassured, taking a deep breath, though uncertainty lingered in his voice.
“Thank goodness you brought her here in time. If she had been left out in the cold for even another hour, she wouldn’t have survived. But she’s lost a significant amount of blood, and when she wakes, she’ll need proper nourishment to regain her strength,” Craig added, his brow furrowing in concern.
“I’ll take care of that,” Dashnell replied, feeling a slight easing of the tension in his chest.
Finally, Dashnell exhaled, a new determination settling in his bones. “I need to marry her as soon as possible. This can’t continue. There’s always something keeping us apart, and I can’t protect her the way I should.”
Craig looked at him, skepticism flickering in his eyes. “You’ve been in hiding for years. If you suddenly step into the light now, isn’t that a gamble?”
“It doesn’t matter,” Dashnell shot back, his resolve hardening.
His eyes narrowed, a fierce determination igniting within him. *If I can’t protect her, then what’s the point of hiding?* he thought, his mind racing with possibilities.
Craig nodded slowly, casting a glance at Margaery’s still form. “But this girl is incredibly strong-willed. Some decisions are better left until she wakes up, so we can hear what she truly desires. Otherwise, it could backfire on us.”
Dashnell nodded, understanding dawning upon him. “I see your point. She’s always been under the control of the Wallen family. If I make decisions for her without her consent, she’ll never feel truly safe.”
“I’ll support whatever she wants,” he added, a sense of responsibility washing over him.
Now, all they could do was wait in anxious silence for her to awaken.
With a gentle touch, Dashnell caressed her face, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. The sight of her frail form tugged at his heartstrings, threatening to unravel his composure.
Craig squinted at the sky, which had just begun to clear. “Raul has been far too arrogant these past few years. From now on, he can’t blame me for severing our old ties,” he murmured, frustration evident in his tone.
Suddenly, a faint, hoarse cry emerged from the bed, laced with despair. “Mother…”
Dashnell’s heart shattered at the sound. The chaos of court politics faded into the background; all that mattered was Margaery. He bent down, gathering her into his arms, his voice trembling with emotion. “I’m here.”
“Mother…” Margaery whimpered, her voice barely a whisper.
In a daze, she reached out, clinging to his neck as tears streamed down her cheeks like a torrential downpour. “Mother, Mother…”
Then, overwhelmed by her emotions, she broke down completely, sobbing uncontrollably. Her body trembled as she whispered through her tears, “Mother, it hurts. It hurts so much!”
Dashnell’s eyes blurred with tears of his own, his heart aching for her pain. “Don’t cry… Mother is here. I promise you, I swear, I’ll never let you get hurt again!” His voice quivered with emotion, filled with a fierce protectiveness.
“Mother…” Margaery murmured, comforted by his presence. She nestled her face against him, slipping back into unconsciousness, her body finally relaxing.
Craig observed the scene, tears rolling down his cheeks as he let out a heavy sigh. “Being the Star of Fortune is never as simple as it sounds,” he reflected, the weight of their situation sinking in.
Meanwhile, at the Chancellor’s estate, Joshua stood in the study, fury radiating from him as he glared at Clyde. “I summoned you here to speak with Margaery, to persuade her to marry into the Hadley family! And what do you do? You stab her with a sword! Do you want this family to crumble?”
He knew his younger brother was reckless, but this level of thoughtlessness was beyond comprehension.
Lost for words, Joshua struggled to contain his frustration.
Clyde, still defiant, wiped the blade of his sword clean and scoffed, “So what if the family falls apart? Someone like her is nothing but bad luck for us! Besides, isn’t Dominic interested in Tessa? It’s just a marriage alliance—anyone can be part of it, so let Tessa marry him!”
“You’re the ones who keep spoiling Margaery!” he added, his disdain evident.
“Otherwise, how would she have the guts to stir up trouble at the Royal Medical Hall? If you’re too scared to teach her a lesson, I’ll do it! Whatever happens, I’ll take the blame!”
Thinking of Margaery’s last words and her defiant attitude, he felt his anger boil over. “She wants to sever all ties with me? Who does she think she is?”
His heart jolted at the thought.
Clyde recalled, *Before I came here, I even brought her a gift from Lakeburgh. It wasn’t as grand as what I got for Tessa, but I still picked something out for her. And now, after not seeing each other for half a year, she just wants to cut me off like that?*
“Fine! If she wants to break things off, then let it be!” Clyde snapped, frustration seeping into his voice.
Joshua rubbed his temples, a headache forming. “There’s just no reasoning with you. Just wait until Father gets back—let’s see how he’ll handle you!”
But Raul had already entered the room, his expression stormy.
Dominic had informed him of the events at Gracewind Garden, and Raul was seething. The moment he caught sight of Clyde’s attitude, he stormed over and slapped him hard across the face. “You ungrateful son! Shut your mouth!”
Raul was well-trained in martial arts, and he didn’t hold back with that slap.
Clyde stumbled from the force, struggling to regain his balance. When he finally steadied himself, he looked at his father with red-rimmed eyes, feeling wronged. “Dad, what’s going on? I just got home, and you’re already hitting me?”
Without a mother in the house, the sons had always been close to Raul, relying on him for guidance and support.
Raul rarely resorted to physical punishment, making this moment all the more shocking for Clyde.
It was the first time Clyde had ever been struck, and he couldn’t help but feel the sting of betrayal. “What did I even do wrong? Wasn’t it Margaery who started this trouble for our family in the first place?”
“You seriously don’t understand the gravity of your actions?” Raul’s voice was a mix of anger and disbelief.
“Do you know why the King favors Lady Serena so much? It’s because when Lady Serena got married, the late King declared she was his own flesh and blood! And now, that royal hairpin the late King bestowed is resting on Margaery’s head!”
“Even the King must show restraint when he sees that hairpin! And you think you can just lay a hand on her? What, do you want to drag all of us down with you?” Raul’s fury escalated, and he slapped Clyde once more. “Do you even realize what you’ve done? You’ve jeopardized everything we’ve worked for!”
Clyde stood there, dumbfounded by the slap and his father’s words. Holding his face, he stammered, “Dad, is it… is it really that serious?”
Yet he still struggled to grasp the situation. “But why does Margaery get to wear that hairpin anyway? She…”
Raul inhaled deeply, frustration threatening to boil over. “Because Prince Dashnell has set his sights on her! If you keep treating her this way and she ends up marrying Prince Dashnell, it will spell disaster for the Wallen family. You’re essentially dooming us all!”
Earlier that day, Raul had visited the palace, trying to gauge where Serena and the King stood on the matter. Serena had whispered a few words into his ear, and without hesitation, the King had declared, “Lady Margaery is the Star of Fortune. If she thrives, so do I. And if I thrive, so does the entire kingdom.”
There was no need for further explanation.
And now, his foolish son had actually gone and stabbed Margaery.
Raul felt as if his head might explode. He turned to Joshua, urgency in his voice. “Where is Margaery? Did you call for a physician from the Royal Medical Hall? How is she?”
Conclusion
In the dim light of the room, Dashnell held Margaery close, his heart swelling with a fierce protectiveness that overshadowed the turmoil surrounding them. As her sobs echoed in the silence, he felt the weight of their shared pain, a bond forged through suffering and resilience. The promise he made to her, to never let her be hurt again, resonated deeply within him. No longer could he remain hidden in the shadows; the time for action had come. In that moment, he understood that love was not merely a feeling but a commitment to stand against the darkness threatening to engulf them. He would fight for her, not just against the Wallen family but against the very forces that sought to control her destiny.
Meanwhile, the chaos at the Chancellor’s estate continued to unfold, with Raul’s fury directed at Clyde serving as a stark reminder of the stakes at play. The realization that Margaery was the Star of Fortune, a beacon of hope for the kingdom, weighed heavily on everyone involved. As the family grappled with the consequences of their actions, the importance of unity and understanding became clear. Margaery’s strength and determination would guide them all, and with Dashnell at her side, they would forge a new path, one where love and loyalty triumphed over betrayal and fear. In the face of adversity, they would emerge stronger, ready to shape their own destinies and protect the future they longed for.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
In the next chapter of *Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows*, readers can expect a whirlwind of emotions as Margaery begins to awaken from her traumatic ordeal. Dashnell’s fierce determination to protect her will be put to the test as he grapples with the implications of their bond. Will he be able to shield her from the machinations of the Wallen family, or will their dark intentions threaten to tear them apart once more? The stakes are higher than ever, and with Margaery’s recovery hanging in the balance, Dashnell must navigate the treacherous waters of court politics while ensuring her safety.
Meanwhile, tensions will escalate within the Chancellor’s estate as Raul confronts the fallout of Clyde’s reckless actions. The family dynamics will shift dramatically, revealing hidden motivations and alliances. Will Raul’s fury lead to a reckoning that forces the Wallen family to reconsider their treatment of Margaery? As secrets unravel and loyalties are tested, readers will be on the edge of their seats, eager to discover how the characters will respond to the growing threats surrounding them. Expect heart-wrenching choices, unexpected alliances, and the dawning realization that the path to true love is fraught with peril.
