The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 418

Chapter 418: Why Now?

Oriana remained silent, her gaze locked on Yorian, her mind still reeling from the shocking revelation. If she were truly a Queen of Witches, a flood of questions swirled within her, yet she found herself incapable of articulating a single one.

Yorian patiently allowed her the space to collect her thoughts and waited for her to speak.

After a prolonged silence, Oriana finally met Yorian’s gaze and questioned, "How can this be? How can you be so certain? How did you discover it?"

"How and why you are a Queen is a matter for destiny to answer," the elf responded. "As for how I am certain, anyone who has scryed into your power can discern it."

Oriana pondered when and by whom her power had been scryed, and she could only think of Martha, Yorian and Drayce. It seemed that they were all aware of her true nature.

"You knew all along?" she inquired in disbelief.

"Yes," Yorian affirmed.

"Why didn’t you tell me?" Oriana asked.

"Were you prepared to accept it?" Yorian countered.

She shook her head, acknowledging her unreadiness.

"We didn’t wish to overwhelm you with a multitude of revelations when you were unprepared. Now it appears you require the abilities that nature has bestowed upon you, and you are prepared to embrace them," Yorian explained. "Furthermore, we didn’t wish for you to undertake anything rash that might expose your true identity. There must be a reason for keeping your existence hidden."

"What reason?" Oriana mused, her own existence now shrouded in mystery.

"You are the first black witch ever born to rule over the entire witch clan, encompassing both white and black witches," Yorian disclosed. "However, the black witches are in a state of decline, and they may seek to exploit you and lead you astray. To prevent you from falling into the wrong hands, your existence may have been concealed."

"So I was being concealed from my own clan?" Oriana wondered aloud and then mumbled under her breath. "But then, she..."

"She is aware as well," Yorian affirmed, understanding to whom Oriana was referring. "The moment Zaria who you call as Rosetta, approached you, your true identity was exposed to her."

"So, her interest in me is not solely because I am a black witch, but because I am a Queen," Oriana mused. "I suspected she had an ulterior motive for taking an interest in me, but I never expected this. I thought she would teach me and then ask for my support in times of need."

"Everyone has their own motives behind their actions," Yorian remarked thoughtfully, raising an eyebrow. "Haven’t you also approached her for a reason and your own benefit?"

Oriana’s body tensed, and her expression turned guilty. "You were aware of it?" she asked with hesitation.