The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 535

Chapter 535: All Along Witch’ Evil Plan

"You intended to kill a young boy, Grandpa?" Oriana’s voice trembled as she spoke.

"I didn’t wish for his death, but I felt I had no other option," Philip admitted, his tone heavy with regret. "After all, he was someone you were betrothed to. At that time, I couldn’t fathom why Amaya had made that decision, but I consented to it because I had watched the boy grow up before my eyes and had developed an affection for him."

"But upon learning of your mother’s actions, I realized I needed to restore the divine lotus to its original state. And to do so, I had to retrieve what it had lost. Unfortunately, that meant the boy had to die. Though it was morally questionable, it felt like the only course of action to fulfill the responsibilities bestowed upon our bloodline. There’s a rule in the supernatural world: if a bloodline is tasked with a duty, it must be carried out, or else along with that bloodline, the entire humanity faces dire consequences."

"That night, I carried that withered lotus with me, determined to reclaim what it had lost," Philip continued, his voice heavy with remorse. "I knew it was a cruel act, but I couldn’t jeopardize humanity’s safety. Moreover, by now we have gotten to know Edan’s intentions. To not let that boy fall in her hands, it was best that the boy died as we could not fight against the evil witch. Trust me, dying was a better choice for that boy than suffering under an evil witch. By killing him, I was saving him from that cruel fate he would be facing."

Once more, Oriana could not deny this fact. Arlan had greatly suffered due to that witch and he himself tried to take his life so many times. All that because of that vile witch.

Oriana, initially consumed by fear at the thought of Arlan’s potential demise, now began to piece together the events. ’So grandpa didn’t intend to do it. Why do I feel like it was a set up?’

As she mulled over the situation, Oriana continued, "Do you think it was Edna who informed Queen Helena about the divine lotus and instructed her to seek help from my mother? Also, she was the one who alerted the Queen about your plan to kill the Prince?"

Philip wiped away his tears and nodded solemnly. "Not only that, but it was Edna who utilized her dark magic to induce Helena’s miscarriages, paving the way for her manipulation. Before your mother passed away, she confided in me that Edna sought to eliminate anyone aware of the Prince’s situation, ensuring she alone could control him and utilize his blood. The witch had orchestrated everything long before entering our lives. By the time we realized her evil intentions, it was too late. The Queen was dead, your mother was gravely injured, and I had become branded a traitor for slaying royalty. Faced with no other recourse, I had to flee to protect you."

"Grandpa, what you said is right, then don’t you think you were not the one who truly killed the queen but something had made you do it at that moment, an invisible magic?" Oriana asked.

Philip shook his head, his expression heavy with guilt. "I can’t be certain. All I know is that we were arguing, and suddenly my sword had committed that heinous act. It was my hand that wielded the blade, so ultimately, I am responsible for her death."

"Grandpa, if Edna planned to eliminate everyone who posed a threat to her control over the prince, then killing the Queen would have been her top priority. Both my mother and the Queen could have stood in her way, including you," Oriana reasoned, prompting her grandfather to look at her intently.

"Consider this, Grandpa," Oriana continued, her voice resolute. "Since the beginning, Edna has been orchestrating events to her advantage. She orchestrated the Queen’s demise and framed you for it, effectively eliminating our family. By labeling you a traitor, our entire bloodline would be condemned, leaving no one to protect what now resides within the prince. He would be left vulnerable to her schemes. It’s clear that she planned everything meticulously."

"She is trully evil. If not for her, my Amaya would still be alive today," Philip lamented, his voice tinged with sorrow. He then turned to Oriana, his expression pleading. "Promise me, Oriana, you will not go to the Queen’s Palace. That witch is dangerous, you cannot..."

"That witch is dead, Grandpa," Oriana declared.