Married to the Devil's Son novel Chapter 291

Chapter 291: 168

Irene was slowly getting used to spending time in the water kingdoms. She was still fascinated by many things and she had gotten to know a few people. All of them nice and welcoming. There was a particular water demon, Dorota, whom she had become friends with. She had never had female friends before, so this feeling was new to her.

Dorota was almost two hundred years old and a beautiful lady, inside and out. Her green hair was wavy and her eyes changed color, like every other water demon. She was elegant, smart and funny and already after their first meeting they got along really well.

Dorota showed her around the kingdom and introduced her to more people. Seeing all the women being friends and their children and grandchildren being friends made her feel envious and realize what she missed in life.

She was married off at a young age, separated from her family to be with a man who didn't care much for her. Then she met Lothaire, who fed her lies and isolated her even more. He never introduced her to other people, except for Roshan and Enoch, and he never took her places where she could meet people. She wished that she had taken that step herself, but her main focus had been to get her son back. And being both witch and demon, she didn't know who to befriend. Who would accept her? Where would she go? She felt like she belonged nowhere.

The only safe place for her to be was with Lothaire, and she hadn't been unhappy about it because she didn't know anything better.

Now she saw a community with families. People who have known each other since childhood, grew up together, spend time together sharing their happiness and worries. It was a beautiful thing to witness.

How come she never had a friend? She surrounded herself with plants and animals instead, when she wasn't with her family. She had no other purpose or hobby besides being a mother and a grandmother. What was her identity?

What did she like or dislike? What were her goals and dreams?

Talking to Euphorion made her realize that everything she did or said was always about her family. She knew what everyone liked to eat or do, or what they wanted to be, but she didn't know those things about herself. When she used to be alone, she would always think about her son, and when she got her son, she would always think about Lothaire. She never took time to just think about herself.

"You know… every time I ask you a question, the reply has to be something about your family." He told her one day.

"What is wrong with that?" she asked defensively.

He shook his head with a slight smile. "Nothing. I just want to know about you."

She was a grandmother. If she aged normally, that would show. What life did she have left to live and this man wouldn't have been looking at her if she looked like her true age. But then again, at his age, he would have been dead a very long time ago.

"There is nothing much to know about me," she said, noticing that sometimes he was interested in her and other times not.