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"You..." Gale was rendered speechless by Swan’s words just now. He kept staring at her in silence, hoping that she would retract her words and say that she didn’t want him to mark another woman, but Swan said nothing else. The frustrated Beast King asked, "Why did you say that? Don’t you love me too?"
"Who said that I don’t love you? It’s exactly because I love you, so I don’t want you to suffer because of my selfishness," Swan answered. She was on the brink of tears, but she stayed strong so as not to shed a tear in front of Gale. She knew Gale had to find his true mate eventually, and Swan was not that woman. It was a self-sacrifice that befitted her. "I told you that I’m always ready to be sacrificed if my body can be of use. So does my love. If my love will only burden you, then I think I can sacrifice that as well."
Gale had never felt so much heartache in his life, "Swan, I love you. Is that not enough for both of us?"
Swan looked away and stated, "It’s not about us. It’s about you. As the Beast King, you need to find your fated mate and produce offspring for your kingdom."
"I-I think we’re done here, Gale. I’m tired. Can you come again later?" Swan asked in a low voice, almost whispering.
Gale lowered his head. He stood up in silence before leaving the room.
He closed the door behind him and leaned his back on it.
With his acute hearing sense, he could hear his beloved sobbing inside the room, as she must’ve been holding so much sadness in her heart right now.
Gale was no different. He couldn’t cry, but his heart ached so much, and the fact that he was powerless against this cruel fate forced upon them made it even worse.
’Why do I have to be the one bearing this curse? Why can’t I love her without needing to find another woman to mark? I just want her...’ Gale said in his heart. He clenched his fist as he got frustrated again, ’That bastard Goddess Selene needs to pay for hurting my Swan.’
Gale left the castle through the window and headed far into the deep forest. He only had one destination in mind: Sacred Selene Lake.
He had to talk with that trash Mood Goddess. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
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Swan tried to muffle her cry, as she didn’t want Gale to know she was crying. But she still sobbed as it hurt her knowing she wasn’t fated with her husband.
She had long known about it, but was still in denial, hoping that Goddess Asmara would grant her wish and let her bear his offspring as proof that they were truly fated.
But Matoa, the old doctor, was right. She was most likely not Gale’s true mate.
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