Chapter 364
Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen
364 The Same Thought
Selma Payneâs POV:
âWho told the foster father of Mullwicaâs son his identity?â I asked.
âI donât know either, Your Highness. The legend only mentioned âa demonâ, and did not leave the name of Azazel like the other parts.â
âYou know of Azazel?â
âYes, as the descendant of a certain part of the legend, I know more details than the legend spread outside.â
After a moment of silence, I asked, âIf you donât mind me asking, do you have the Eye of Insight?â
Cage was stunned for a moment, but he still replied meekly, âNo, Your Highness. I didnât obtain the great power that my ancestors had. There might be rumors in the outside world, but Iâm just an ordinary prophet.â
I was secretly relieved to hear his answer. I also hoped that Cage didnât have the power to see through all fate. I could tell Dorothy that her father did not turn a blind eye to her disasters and encounters. He just had no way of knowing. He thought she was living well with her grandmother and could not guess the pain and death she had experienced in the past.
She was not the one who had been abandoned. She could only blame fate for being so cruel.
After Cage left, I went to Dorothy, gave her the dagger, and told her everything about her parents abandoning her.
The baby fat on Dorothyâs cheeks had completely disappeared, and his thin edges still showed signs of fatigue that had not recovered. The Eye of insight wasnât a useful cheat because you needed to find out whose fate you could see through a person.
When she was interrogating Locke, she tried to use the Eye of Insight to analyze everything about him, but she didnât expect that Lockeâs soul had already completely fused with the devil. She was severely backfired by Leviathanâs power and fell seriously ill, taking several months to recuperate.
At this moment, there was no special expression on her thin face. She calmly put away the dagger, indicating that she understood.
âI lied to you, Selma. Iâm not as calm as I make myself out to be,â she suddenly said.
âIâve secretly looked at him. Iâve seen everything about him.â
âWhat?â I didnât know how to react.
Dorothy smiled slyly. âI used the Eye of Insight to look at my father. It was the first time I met him in the conference room. I know there are better times than this, and heâs a powerful wizard, so Iâll have to pay a huge price.
âBut I couldnât help but go and see. I wanted to know why he abandoned me because this question had bothered me for over twenty years. I thought I didnât care about it for a long time, but the moment I saw him, I knew I was lying to myself. Iâve never really let it go. I couldnât solve it, so I could only pretend that the problem didnât exist.
âI saw everything, how he and my mother loved each other, how the power of the curse forced him to leave me, and how my mother left me in pain. I didnât lie to you about one thing: I donât hate them.
âBut after knowing everything, I canât help but start to complain. Itâs just a curse. Even if we have to be separated, why havenât they sent us a letter to explain the reason for all these years?
âBut I only complained for a few minutes before I stopped hating them.
âNo one can reason with a curse. Even a letter, a message, or a few words can cause a tragedy. They were not asking about me to protect my safety.
âI can only see peopleâs fates, but I canât see peopleâs hearts. However, they do love me, and theyâre not showing any concern because we canât resist the curseâs power. Did they suffer less than me when they abandoned me? And because they fear the curse affecting me, they canât even show this pain. What kind of heart-wrenching suffering is this?
âMy father gave me this dagger because it has become a symbol of protection, protecting me from being harmed by the curse. He could only coldly use his familyâs rules as an excuse. Without the protection of the dagger, he could not give the curse even a single loophole.
âItâs only now that Iâm truly at ease. Maybe we canât reunite like a happy family, but I know our hearts are connected. Thatâs enough. Enough to drive away the nightmares of the past twenty years.â
A drop of clear liquid dripped onto the ancient leather scabbard of the dagger, creating a deep amber color.
Dorothyâs face was covered in tears, but she finally smiled sincerely.
The night meeting began.
The elders also invited people to join the meeting, but Cage could not attend because of the upgraded security clearance, Cage could not attend. He was not a person who could be like a fish in the water among the politicians. He had no dissatisfaction and silently accepted all arrangements.
The supporters and the observers were still arguing, trying to convince my father with their own opinions.
Even at midnight, there was still no general conclusion to the matter.
This was a serious matter, and seeing that time could only be wasted meaninglessly in an argument, Arkadius finally suggested, âWhether or not to help the elven race is a matter that requires extreme consideration. I request to open the Council of Elders for a decision, Your Majesty.â