Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows by Aren Cole Vale ` 113 Summary
In Chapter 113 of “Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows,” Russell’s laughter resonates with despair and bitterness as he grapples with the possibility that Margaery could be his biological sister, despite the blood test results. His voice trembles with a desperate hope, reflecting the emotional turmoil surrounding their family’s identity and the misunderstandings that have led to Margaery’s humiliation. The chapter unfolds with Russell trying to reason with Raul, who is consumed by rage and unwilling to entertain any doubts about the validity of the blood test.
Raul’s anger escalates, resulting in a violent confrontation where he lashes out at Russell, wielding a whip in a moment of pent-up frustration. Tessa, witnessing the brutality, pleads for Russell’s safety, revealing her own emotional struggles and desire for familial harmony. Her tears soften Raul momentarily, but the tension remains palpable as Russell feels the weight of betrayal and confusion regarding his relationship with Margaery. He is caught in a web of complex family dynamics, where loyalty and love clash with the harsh realities of their situation.
As Russell faces the consequences of standing up for Margaery, he is struck again by Raul, leading to a moment of despair as he grapples with his identity and the shifting allegiances within the family. Joshua, concerned for the escalating conflict, intervenes by rendering Russell unconscious, highlighting the chaotic and oppressive atmosphere that engulfs their household. Meanwhile, Amber observes the turmoil and rushes to Margaery, who is shaken by the news of Russell’s beating and the harsh words exchanged, deepening her sense of isolation and vulnerability.
Margaery’s response is cold and calculating, revealing her determination to rise in power despite the animosity directed towards her. She reflects on the precariousness of her position within the Wallen family and the disdain they harbor for her, yet she remains resolute in her ambition. As Amber expresses uncertainty about Russell’s remorse and the potential for forgiveness, Margaery’s complex feelings about their shared history and the fabrications surrounding her identity come to the forefront, leaving readers to ponder the intricate relationships and emotional struggles that define this chapter.
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**TITLE: Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows by Aren Cole Vale**
**Chapter 113: Russell Got Beaten**
A haunting laughter erupted from Russell, a sound that echoed with a mix of despair and bitterness. “But what if the midwife deceived us? What if the blood test is not as reliable as we believe? What if Margaery is truly your biological daughter and our genuine sister?” His voice trembled with the weight of his words, filled with a desperate hope that perhaps the truth was more complex than they had acknowledged.
“When that time arrives, how will you face Mother in the afterlife?” he continued, his eyes glinting with a mixture of defiance and sorrow. It was a painful reminder of the misunderstandings that had led to Margaery’s humiliation—a cruel fate for someone who had already endured so much.
The error was not just Russell’s; it was a collective failure of everyone within the Chancellor’s estate. Russell had hoped that his words would stir Raul from his anger, but instead, they only ignited a deeper rage within him. Raul’s eyes narrowed, and he spat, “The blood test is unreliable, yet you trust Margaery’s words? Russell, it appears you remain blind to your own folly.”
“For years, I have refrained from laying a finger on you, but if you persist in this spectacle during such a crucial moment, do not blame me for the lesson you are about to learn.” Raul’s fury was not a sudden outburst; it was the culmination of relentless pressure, a storm brewing within him that sought an escape.
“Halle, fetch my riding whip,” he commanded, his voice cold and unyielding.
Halle’s eyes sparkled with a hidden delight as she shared a knowing glance with Tessa, swiftly retrieving the whip from its hiding place and offering it to Raul with a bow. “Lord Chancellor,” she said, her voice smooth and compliant.
Tessa stepped forward, her heart racing. “Father, please, spare Russell for my sake. He was merely ensnared by the diviner’s words and Margaery’s influence. Even if they are no longer siblings by blood, their bond from childhood remains.”
The subtle schemes danced in her eyes, unnoticed by most, but Russell was not so easily deceived this time.
He caught the exchanged glances between Tessa and Halle, and the malice in Tessa’s voice sent a chill down his spine. ‘What does she mean by saying that our childhood affection remains, even if we are no longer siblings?’ he pondered, a sense of unease creeping into his thoughts.
Raul’s rage flared at Tessa’s words. “Unfilial son! So, you have harbored such vile thoughts, which is why you defend that wretched girl! Mark my words, as long as I breathe, I will not allow such disgrace to linger.”
With that, the whip cracked against Russell’s back, a sudden and searing pain that radiated through him. Yet, in that moment, he felt a strange numbness, his gaze fixed blankly on Raul. “Father, do you truly see me in such a light?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Margaery had grown up beside him, and he had always cherished her as a sister. The revelation that she was not a true member of the Wallen family had only recently come to light, and now, twisted by Tessa’s words, it had morphed into something grotesque.
“How dare you continue to argue?” Raul struck again, the whip slicing through the air with a vicious crack.
Tessa rushed forward, desperation in her eyes. “Father, please! Don’t strike Russell any further. Although Margaery took my place, I do not hold her accountable.”
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she spoke, her voice trembling. “It is precisely because I lost my family at such a young age that I treasure this reunion with my father and brothers. I wish for harmony among us all.”
Raul’s heart softened as he witnessed her anguish; he dropped the whip, guiding her gently back inside the house. “Tessa, your kindness is admirable, but kindness can invite cruelty. Do you not understand that?”
As he contemplated Tessa’s suffering, the sacrifices she had made since returning home, his eyes glistened with unshed tears.
Outside the main gate, Russell struggled to rise, his body heavy with despair. He turned away, seeking solace in solitude.
Joshua, observing the turmoil, felt compelled to follow him. “Don’t blame Father,” he urged, his voice low. “He has been under immense strain lately.”
“The King is relentless in court, Prince Dashnell is keeping a watchful eye on us, and even the High Priest has turned his back. Father is doing all of this for our family. Please, do not take it to heart.”
Russell turned back, a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “This family does not include Margaery, nor anyone willing to defend her, does it? That is why, over the past year, the servants have fawned over Tessa, leaving Margaery in the shadows.”
“They all know that siding with Margaery could lead to punishment or worse.”
His laughter echoed, hollow and filled with disdain. “Do not waste your breath trying to convince me otherwise. You are all the same.”
With that, he shoved Joshua aside, striding out into the night alone.
Concern etched on Joshua’s face as he watched Russell’s retreating figure. Fearing he might provoke more trouble, he swiftly struck Russell at the back of his neck, rendering him unconscious.
Sighing heavily, Joshua murmured, “I have no choice.” He then hoisted Russell up, taking him away from the chaos.
Amber, hidden behind a stone lion at the gate, felt a chill creep into her heart as she witnessed the scene unfold in the courtyard. Stumbling away, she sought Margaery, her mind racing with the implications of the blood test’s outcome.
She had never anticipated that the results would lead to such turmoil. Even more shockingly, everything unfolded just as Margaery had foreseen. Russell had indeed suffered at Raul’s hands, and now Joshua had taken him away.
‘This place is truly terrifying!’ she thought, her heart pounding.
In Gracewind Garden, Margaery had yet to drift into sleep when Amber burst in, visibly shaken. “Lady Margaery, just as you predicted, Lord Russell was beaten, and—and both he and Lord Chancellor exchanged some truly frightening words.” Margaery, now alert, sat up slightly, curiosity piqued. “What exactly did they say?”
“Lord Russell claimed he had spoken to Walter, who insisted that Lady Tessa is not a true daughter of the Wallen family, but rather an impostor, always playing the victim and bullying you.”
Amber’s voice trembled with indignation. “But Lord Chancellor insisted that Lady Tessa is his biological daughter, while you are merely the midwife’s child. He even referred to you as a little bastard.”
Amber collapsed onto the bedside, her tone heavy with disbelief and anger. “I never expected Lord Chancellor to be such a person. During the day, he calls himself your father, begging for your forgiveness. Yet behind your back, he wishes for your demise.”
Margaery’s lips curled into a cold smile, a bitter laugh escaping her. “It must have been exhausting for him to maintain such a facade.”
Deep down, she understood that the blood test would reveal her not to be a Wallen by blood—Tessa would never allow it. But the audacity of fabricating a rumor of a switched birth, branding her the child of a midwife, was a new low.
“Now, I imagine everyone in the Wallen family believes I’ve been occupying what rightfully belonged to Tessa all these years in the Chancellor’s estate. They must despise me beyond measure, right?”
Gazing out into the dark night, a chill settled in Margaery’s heart.
“I must admit, power and prestige hold significant weight. Look at them; they wish they could erase me, yet they find themselves compelled to appease me during the day.”
With a steely resolve, she thought, ‘This time, I will stop at nothing to ascend to the pinnacle of power.’
Margaery narrowed her eyes, her voice sharp. “And what of Russell?”
Amber sighed, her expression somber. “Just as you anticipated, he was beaten by Lord Chancellor and then knocked out before being taken away by Lord Joshua.”
She hesitated, glancing at Margaery. “However, from what I observed, Lord Russell is genuinely remorseful. He understands he wronged you and attempted to defend you.
“It was precisely because he stood up for you that he incurred the wrath of Lord Chancellor and Lord Joshua. He may even face imprisonment. Now that things have escalated to this point, Lady Margaery, will you find it in your heart to forgive him?”
After all, Russell had grown up alongside Margaery. Before Tessa’s arrival, he had always treated her with kindness.
Amber felt a flicker of uncertainty within her heart.
Conclusion
As the echoes of turmoil faded into the night, a profound sense of loss enveloped Russell. The beating he endured was not merely physical; it marked the shattering of familial bonds that had once provided solace. The realization that his father, the very man who should have shielded him, had turned against him, left an indelible scar on his spirit. In that moment of solitude, Russell grappled with the weight of betrayal and the bitter truth that the love he once cherished had been twisted into a weapon against him. His laughter, once a symbol of joy, now resonated with hollow despair, reflecting a heart fractured by the very ties of blood that had promised unity but instead delivered anguish.
Meanwhile, Margaery stood at the precipice of her own awakening, her resolve hardening in the face of adversity. The whispers of her past and the looming shadows of her family’s disdain fueled her determination to reclaim her narrative. The revelation of her status as an outsider ignited a fierce ambition within her, transforming her pain into a catalyst for power. As she contemplated the depths of betrayal and the fragile nature of loyalty, Margaery understood that the path forward would be fraught with challenges. Yet, with a steely glint in her eye, she embraced the darkness surrounding her, vowing to rise above the chaos and seize the destiny that awaited her. In the throes of their shared suffering, both Russell and Margaery found themselves at a crossroads, each grappling with their identities and the choices that would ultimately shape their futures.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
**What to Expect in the Next Chapter?**
As the shadows deepen over the Wallen estate, the tension between family members reaches a boiling point, setting the stage for explosive revelations and unexpected alliances. In the next chapter, readers will witness the aftermath of Russell’s brutal confrontation with Raul and the consequences that ripple through the household. With Joshua’s decision to render Russell unconscious, the stakes are raised, leaving both brothers grappling with their loyalties and the harsh realities of their family’s fractured dynamics. Will Russell awaken to a new understanding of his place within the Wallen family, or will his bitterness fester into a deeper resentment against those he once considered kin?
Meanwhile, Margaery’s resolve hardens as she contemplates her precarious position within the family. With the blood test looming over her identity, her determination to seize power will lead her down a darker path. As she seeks to manipulate the chaos surrounding her, will she find the strength to confront those who have wronged her, or will her quest for vengeance consume her entirely? The whispers of betrayal and ambition will echo through Gracewind Garden, as Margaery navigates the treacherous waters of familial loyalty and deception. Expect alliances to shift, secrets to unravel, and the true nature of power to be revealed in a way that will leave readers breathless and yearning for more.
