Gale was utterly confused by Swan’s decision to have a private conversation with Aria.
Wasn’t it obvious that the dung-scented woman did not have a good intention towards her? Why would Swan entertain her request?
Nevertheless, he didn’t want to take the chance of letting his beloved get hurt. freēwebnovel.com
"I allow you to have a short conversation with her in this throne room, but I need to make sure that you are safe. The cat maids are agile fighters on top of being proper maids, so they will stand behind you in that room. I will be waiting outside," Gale said. "I will give you twenty minutes to talk. That should be enough, right?"
"Yes, that is enough," Swan smiled. "Thank you, husband. I want to make sure that I won’t make the wrong choice this time. This is for your well-being and reputation as well."
Gale still didn’t understand what Swan was referring to, but he reluctantly nodded. He told the guard to call the cat maids, and once they entered the throne room, he ordered, "The two of you will be guarding my wife for twenty minutes. Make sure that she is unharmed, if this woman—" Gale pointed at Aria who was still kneeling with Anastasia. "—dares to do anything to harm my wife, then you are allowed to attack her. It doesn’t matter if she is badly hurt, or accidentally died."
Gale didn’t bother to hide his intention. He wanted to make sure that Aria understood her position because Gale wouldn’t hesitate to kill her if she tried to pull the stunt as she did before.
Gale sat Swan on the throne, and the cat maid stood on each side, watching the situation warily so their Princess would be well guarded.
"What are you trying to do? We are already in this situation, I don’t want to die just because of you!" Anastasia scolded her daughter in a low voice before she got forcibly escorted out by the guards, followed by Gale who left the throne room to wait outside.
He would be more understanding if Swan and her sister had a good relationship. But it was all clear now that Aria hated Swan, and Swan was reluctant to tell him about what happened between them in the past.
’What are you planning, Swan? Don’t you realize that I am the best protection you can ever have?’ Gale thought.
Thus, he leaned at the door while crossing his arms, impatiently waiting for twenty minutes to pass, so he could protect his beloved once more.
Aria didn’t say a thing to her mother, but she smiled as she knew that her victory was near.
The only reason why she wanted to have a ’private’ conversation with Swan was to use her emerald necklace gifted by the Great Witch, Madam Harsetti.
’Now that she is not under the protection of the Beast King. It should be safe for me to use the necklace. It’s only one-time use after all, I don’t want to waste it only for it to fail,’ Aria thought. ’But first, I have to make sure those cat maids are not going to bother me.’
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