Beast King'S Crippled Mate novel Chapter 68

Chapter 68: Chapter 68: She Is A Witch!

"What did you say?" Aria taunted. Of course, she heard her loud and clear. She just wanted to torment Swan longer until she gave up fighting in the end. She relished seeing Swan on the verge of despair.

The Head Butler in the Palace of Holy Achate said she shouldn’t bully Swan too much because nobody knows when Swan would snap and struggle to fight back.

But Aria didn’t think that Swan could fight back. _{fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓}

Swan had been conditioned to accept the bullying no matter what happened.

"Repeat it, you whore. Let me hear what you said just now."

Swan clenched her fist. She had been holding her rage for a long time, and she didn’t want to bow down without a fight.

After she learned that she, too, could have a good life outside of the Holy Achate Palace with Gale, Swan realized that she should fight more if she didn’t want to be stomped on for the rest of her life.

Thus, she repeated her words, but louder this time, "Don’t you dare touch my hair!"

Aria was triggered hearing Swan’s brazen sentence. She grabbed a handful of her hair and challenged, "If I do, what are you going to do to me? Are you going to fight me with your crippled leg?"

Swan gritted her teeth. She knew she couldn’t fight back. Aria was bigger than her, and Swan had always accepted all the beatings since she was a child.

But she believed she had one weapon, even if she didn’t know whether it would work or not.

"I have the Goddess."

"The Goddess?" Aria frowned. "What Goddess are you talking about? Have you gone insane?"

"I-I have Goddess Asmara. She will punish you if you dare to hurt me!"

Aria was stunned for a moment before she laughed loudly.

"PFFT—HAHAHA!"

"W-what’s so funny?"

Aria kept on laughing for the next ten seconds until she suddenly stopped laughing and said, "You stupid bitch. Do you not realize that I am the Royal Princess of Holy Achate? If Goddess Asmara—or whatever Goddess we worship is real, then she will make me her Saintess. After all, I am the real princess, not you."

Aria was excited to see Swan in pain once more. She tightened her grip on her hair and was ready to pull her until she fell off the chair.

Swan closed her eyes instantly as she was bracing for the pain. However, in a split second before Aria pulled her hair, Aria saw Swan’s hair suddenly glowed brightly, and she felt a burning sensation in her hand where she was grabbing Swan’s hair.

"W-what is this? Ah, it’s hot! It’s too hot!" Aria tried to ignore it for a moment, thinking that she was hallucinating, but the burning sensation in her hand was getting more and more painful after each second until she couldn’t bear it anymore.

She tried to let go of Swan’s hair, but for an unknown reason, her hand was stuck on her hair as if it had been glued to it, and she couldn’t let go no matter how hard she tried to pull her hand away.

The pain turned extreme, and she saw with her own eyes that her hand started melting, and she could see her flesh and bone as if she had put her hand into a burning furnace.

Despite his aversion, he didn’t try to push her away as she had just regained consciousness, and the doctor said that she was in extreme distress, so she fainted.

Aria didn’t care about her royal demeanor anymore. She had lived her life free from pain until now, so when she experienced extreme pain, she wanted to cling to someone strong who could protect her.

"Gale, Swan—Swan is a witch! She is a dirty witch!"

"What are you talking about? Let go of me first, Princess!" Gale yelled, and Aria finally snapped out of her hysteria.

She let go of her hug and looked at Gale with a sense of panic in her eyes, "She is a witch who cast a dark magic on me!"

Gale had been patient for a while, but he wouldn’t allow anyone—not even Swan’s sister, to slander his mate.

"Are you still hallucinating, Princess? How could you say that about your sister?"

"W-why don’t you believe me? Look at my hand! I’ve lost my hand because she burned me with dark magic!" Aria said as she showed her hand that she had lost after Swan’s hair melted it.

"Your hand is fine! Stop talking like a madman!" Gale yelled again as he grabbed Aria’s hand. "Look at it yourself!"

Aria looked at her hand, and her eyes widened in disbelief.

He was right.

Her hand was fine.