The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 646

Chapter 646: Visiting Aurialor

After the Rainier family left, Arlan arrived at the Verner Mansion and found Oriana gazing at her mother’s portrait in the drawing room.

She noticed his arrival and turned to look at him. "If you had been here a little earlier, you could have met them."

"I was caught up with something, so I got delayed," he said, approaching her. "I met them at the palace anyway."

"What were you busy with?" she asked.

A few servants entered, carrying a large portrait covered with a silk cloth.

"What is that?" she inquired.

Arlan remained silent as the servants hung the portrait next to Amaya’s. When they removed the cloth, Oriana was stunned.

"Grandpa?"

"Yes."

She looked at him, "When was this made?"

"After your grandfather woke up, my mother arranged for an artist to paint it."

"Mother?"

"She must have thought you would miss him. But the artist could only complete half of it before your grandfather passed away."

"And the rest?" she asked, realizing something. "Did you finish it?"

"Yes."

"Thank you," her eyes filled with tears as she hugged him. "I still need to thank you for clearing my grandfather’s name. It’s such a relief to know he didn’t kill your mother."

"Yes, he didn’t."

She looked at him. "But I know that memory will always stay with you, and it was my grandfather’s sword that killed her. I won’t ask you to forget it or change your thoughts. If my family hadn’t sought help from yours, none of this would have happened."

He wiped the tears from her cheeks. "You mentioned you still need to thank me for a few things. How do you plan to do that?"

Her brows knitted in frustration. "Here I am getting emotional, and you’re thinking about something else? Shouldn’t you at least try to comfort me?"

"That’s exactly what I’m doing. I know only one way to comfort you, and it can successfully make you forget everything."

She pushed him away. "Pervert."

Seeing she was no longer sad, Arlan informed her, "We’re leaving for Aurialor."

"Now?"

"Yes. Don’t you want to visit your family’s place?"

"I do. How are we getting there?"

Arlan raised an eyebrow as if she had asked a silly question, and she didn’t press further.