Beast King's Crippled Mate-Chapter 289: A Mother’s Redemption (I)

Aria had been feeling restless these days.

She was watching everything that unfolded in Gale’s private lake through Jade’s eyes. After all, she had full authority over Jade’s entire soul, including the body she used.

She already knew that the Saintess in Swan’s body was truly powerful, as she had easily destroyed the green pendant given by Madam Harsetti before.

It was the reason why Aria sent Jade instead of herself to use the pink pendant because she didn’t want to die in the Saintess’ hand.

Swan might’ve spared her out of kindness, but the Saintess?

Aria imagined that woman who had Swan’s face, but with a devious smile that was more fitting to a serial killer. The Saintess was cold and did not pity Aria at all. She even toyed with her a bit before taking all of her witchcraft ability.

Honestly, Aria had expected Swan to turn into the Saintess after witnessing Gale’s kiss with another woman, but she didn’t expect Swan to get so emotional that she manifested into her angelic form, complete with her two swan-like wings.

Aria witnessed how Swan pushed Gale away with ease, punished him by making him mute for a while, and then froze the lake entirely in less than a second.

She also witnessed how Swan’s radiant light turned the night into day for five minutes, destroying the pink pendant immediately. It exposed Jade’s real face and also created a bubble of confession over Jade’s head.

Aria was so frightened by Gale’s rage, that she rejected Jade’s soul over and over three hundred times, so Jade’s soul wouldn’t return to her. If that happened, Gale might’ve detected her and then hunted her down.

She had no way to hypnotize Gale, let alone win a fight against him.

"And now, I am back to square one..." Aria murmured as she dropped her body on the bed. She stared at the ceiling, and the sense of despair swirled inside her heart. "How am I supposed to defeat her? I’ve learned all the dark spells, but even I cannot do all that."

Aria clenched the bed sheet as frustration welled up. After she learned all the dark spells in Necronomicon, she realized that even the strongest spell in that book wouldn’t be enough to defeat Swan in her Saintess form, let alone Angel form.

She had successfully separated Swan and Gale, but what was the point when Swan wasn’t dead, and Gale was still deeply in love—no, he was probably obsessed with Swan at this point. What was the point of doing all that and sacrificing a useful tool like Lady Jade in the process for absolutely nothing?

Madam Harsetti was right, she was just a mere shadow to the sun. The brighter the sun got, the darker the shadow became.

In the end, the shadow would never beat the real thing, and no matter how hard she tried to overcome their power gap, she was just left completely powerless in front of Swan.

"No, I don’t want to be defeated by that bitch. She had been my pathetic crippled slave since I was young, how come the situation can be like this now!?" Aria felt like crying right now. Not due to sadness, but anger, because she knew her mother was to blame for everything. If only her mother sent her instead of Swan, Gale would’ve been deeply in love with her, and Swan would have stayed a lowly slave, as she wouldn’t have been able to awaken her holy power.

"Aria..."

Aria turned her head and glared at her mother who was standing at the door. She was staring back at Aria’s eyes with sympathy and pity.

"What do you want?" Aria asked in an unfriendly tone to her mother, hurting Anastasia’s heart. The latter had been lonely the whole time, considering they were the only remaining living humans in this mansion. Anastasia gazed at her daughter without saying a word, which pissed Aria even more. She used her telekinesis to grab a book and throw it to her mother. It hit Anastasia’s head. "If you have nothing to say, then GET OUT!"

Anastasia didn’t react when her head was hit by the book. She kept staring at her daughter without blinking as she already had a dark thought wrapped in sadness and sympathy for her daughter.

"It’s time for dinner. I cook it all by myself today," Anastasia said. "Please at least eat with me once. It’s very lonely in this mansion since you turned everyone into undead."

Aria paused for a moment as she was considering it.

Of course, she didn’t need to eat as a highly skilled witch. She didn’t even need to consume the flesh of a dead person anymore. All she needed to do was to go out at night and find someone to kill, then suck their soul to make her full for a whole day or two. Kids would be the main target because they were worth four days of meals for Aria.

But seeing her mother who seemed desperate, Aria felt a very rare tinge of kindness.

’Hm, I guess even my mother will miss me sometimes. After all, I was wanted by everyone when I was still the Royal Princess,’ Aria was thinking about it for a second before saying, "Alright then. I’ll have dinner with you. I’m sure that you’ve prepared a good meal for me, right? I might as well turn you into one of those undead if you cook disgusting stuff."

Anastasia clenched her fists. She nodded weakly, "Yes, I’ve prepared everything myself. I want you to taste your mother’s first home cook. You’ve been living in the palace since you were born, so you always eat the cook’s food, not mine."

"I’m more surprised that you can cook at all," Aria chuckled mirthlessly. "You were a useless queen that ruined our lives. Your real talent probably lies in becoming a useless housewife of an equally useless man, and getting beaten regularly, hihi~."