She was so envious of Swan, who was married to Gale, to the point she resented her mother for not forcing her to marry the Beast King instead.
’If only this stupid bitch arranges me to marry Gale instead of Swan. I would’ve become Queen Aria of the Beastmen Kingdom. I could’ve been loved by a strong, handsome, and vigorous man who would breed me every day. I would’ve gotten the treatment I deserve as Gale’s wife, and I would’ve been the mother of his cubs!’
Deep down, Aria knew that it wasn’t her mother’s fault.
Anastasia was just trying to protect Aria because all of them thought that the Beast King would kill Swan after one night.
Aria just wanted to vent the hatred in her heart. She wanted to direct her hate on anyone, Swan, Gale, even her mother, Anastasia, for failing to make her the Queen of the Beastmen.
Swan had purified her power, but that didn’t mean she was out of options. She still remembered what Madam Harsetti said.
’Madam Harsetti said that I could be a Great Witch as long as I sacrifice the most important person in my life. I need to taste despair as I kill that person. As long as I can feel any sort of love a daughter has for her mother, I should be able to sacrifice Mom and regain my power to become the Great Witch!’
Thus, with hatred and envy fueling her heart’s desire, she regained her determination to kill Swan no matter what.
Aria continued staring at her worried mother and started sobbing.
Anastasia might be unfeeling towards other people, and she might not be a good mother either. But before everything, she was still a mother, and she felt distressed seeing Aria cry. Aria rarely cried, so this development flustered her, "A-Aria?! Did you get hurt somewhere? Show it to me. We will have the doctor check it!"
Aria continued crying. She wiped the snot under her nose and replied with sobs, "Mom... Swan..."
"Y-yes, what’s wrong?"
"Swan is the Saintess..."
...
Anastasia was unresponsive at first because she thought that her daughter must’ve been mistaken.
"A-Aria, are you alright? You are speaking nonsense right now," Anastasia said worriedly. She gently patted her daughter’s head and added, "It’s okay, you can rest first. We can talk about what happened later."
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