The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 256

Chapter 256 Killed His Wife

Meanwhile, Gregor received the news of his wife’s passing and his daughter’s birth still imprisoned in his own chamber. It was such a bittersweet feeling–to realize what should have been a joyous affair had turned into a tragedy. Yet despite his sorrow for Sephina’s death, he could only feel fear for what was to come.

‘I cannot let my father kill my newborn daughter as well.’

Grabbing his sword once more, he stormed out of his chamber where the royal knights stopped him.

“I am going to see my dead wife. Do you dare stop me?” He brandished his sword and aimed at his throat. “If you dare stop me, I will take my own life.”

Seeing the enraged Crown Prince, the knights looked at each other on what to do.

“Let his Highness leave,” the King’s knight said who happened to have arrived at that moment.

Gregor shot him a deadly glare, his reddened eyes seemingly saying he couldn’t wait to kill him the first chance he got, but for now, he schooled his killing intent for the sake of his wife and daughter.

No one stopped Gregor on his way to Sephina’s chamber.

When he reached there, the royal guards standing outside even opened the door for him.

Gregor entered the chamber, resolved to face reality as calmly as he could, yet his strides faltered the moment he saw his wife, more precisely her dead body, lying in the middle of the bed, covered with a white cloth over her head.

“I want to be alone with my wife.”

His voice was incomparably quiet, not a hint of emotion to colour it. Yet it was precisely the uncanny composure he was exuding that caused the servants inside the chamber to start crying once more.

“W-We shall excuse ourselves, Your Highness.”

The servants tidying up the chamber left without another word.

Gregor was finally alone with his dear Sephina. Before he realized it, he was already walking towards her, each step of his as heavy as his heart. He felt like huge rocks were tied to his feet, and it was difficult to walk, yet he did…because he must reach his Sephina.

‘Sephina, my wife, how lonely, how terrified you must have been…’

At this moment, no other thought came to his mind, not even about his newborn child or the danger she would be facing. All he could think about was his dead wife, his poor sweet Sephina who died without any fault of her own.

Wiping the tears streaming down his face, he sat at the edge of the bed and pulled back the white cloth covering her head. He stared at her lifeless face, her eyelashes still moist due to the tears she must have shed before dying. He caressed her cold face and broke into a cry of pure anguish.

‘Sephina, my Sephina, forgive me…I should have…I should have been here. I don’t even deserve your love… I failed to protect you….forgive me, I failed you…’