Chapter 120: A Coward

**Thelma Zane’s POV** The revelation left me in stunned silence. Adele was the southern Duke’s daughter. The shock coursed through me like an electric current, making my scalp prickle and my mind spin with disbelief. It was a truth that defied my understanding and shattered all my previous assumptions. But even more troubling was the realization of who Adele’s mother must be. It had to be the pure white witch, Anna. I could not fathom the twisted history that linked the southern Duke with the woman who had been both a mystery and a legend in our world. I never expected that these two figures, so powerful and enigmatic, had shared something so deep and so tragic during the war. There was a story, dark and beautiful, behind their bond, and it was now being dragged into the light. The Council of Elders was in utter turmoil. The royalist faction, known for their loyalty to the throne, were visibly distressed, their brows furrowed and their eyes shadowed with worry. In contrast, th