Chapter 462 A Mother's Helplessness

Chapter 462 A Mother's Helplessness

In the heart of the Bloodburn Kingdom, a wave of relief and jubilation swept through the streets, echoing off the ancient stone walls and filling the air with a palpable sense of hope. The Queen's official proclamation had ignited a spark of joy among the populace: their king had erected a powerful barrier around the kingdom, a shield against their foes, ensuring their safety from the draconians and other enemies that lurked beyond their borders. The source of this miraculous protection was whispered to be a powerful artifact, a reward from the king's triumphant venture into the Tower of Torment, and his shocking ascension to a Soul Devourer only added layers to the legend that was rapidly unfolding around him.

It wasn't just long ago he became a peak Soul Purger. Just when they thought he couldn't astonish them more, they happily get proven wrong again.

The Queen also announced that the kingdom was set to celebrate their king's achievements and his safe return with ten days of festivities, allowing everyone a chance to shower him with their love and admiration and also honor the ones who died for him.

The streets buzzed with preparations, the air filled with anticipation for the days of joy that lay ahead.

Yet, not all corners of the kingdom basked in the warmth of the forthcoming celebrations. Within the secluded confines of Bloodwing Manor, an ominous shadow loomed, starkly contrasting the joyful atmosphere that filled the rest of the kingdom. The manor usually had an unsettling atmosphere, though today, it was shrouded in a chilling silence, broken only by the somber procession of servants.

Tension gripped the air as the servants, their bodies tense with fear, dragged the bloodied remains of a maid who had unwittingly knocked on their Mistress' door to her room without having any idea that she didn't want to be disturbed. New novel chapters are published on

They could only sigh and blame the maid for being too concerned after hearing that their Mistress' eldest son was captured by the draconians.

They all knew how much their Mistress coddled the eldest one, and even if a hair on his body was hurt by someone, her wrath would make them regret it dearly.

So all of them were even more terrified than ever since they couldn't imagine how angry and upset she must be right now.

However, the sudden sound of footsteps heralded the arrival of Seron, the master of the manor, whose presence momentarily diverted the servants from their grisly task. His sigh, heavy with resignation, did little to dispel the atmosphere of dread that hung like a shroud over the corridor. "Clean it up, and don't bother coming to this floor unless she wants," he instructed, his voice a calm command amidst the storm of fear that enveloped his home.

With a mind burdened by the knowledge of what awaited him, Seron pushed open the door to Rebecca's chambers.

The scene that greeted him made his brows raise. It was one of chaos and despair, a stark departure from the grandeur that typically defined the manor.

Rebecca scoffed as Seron turned around and walked towards the door, "But if you don't want to, then forget I said anything. Just don't do anything to make things worse," Seron said, leaving the room while Rebecca's brows were twitching, her heart pounding in frustration, anger, and helplessness.

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Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the study hall of Demonstone Castle offered a stark contrast to the strife in Bloodwing Manor. Asher, seeking solace in the company of Rowena, gently pushed open the door to check on Rowena after giving her some time to rest.

But he sighed helplessly upon finding her already immersed in her duties. Even without the physicians doing anything, her body's rapid healing process already made her alright.

But he knew that didn't mean she wasn't exhausted after everything she went through.

Her piercing gaze, sharp as a hawk's, scanned the parchments scattered before her, but her mind was elsewhere.

Rowena raised her gaze and had her expression softened upon seeing him coming in, "I thought you might be sleeping since you didn't show your face for a couple of hours. So I didn't want to disturb you."

"You should be the one sleeping," Asher chuckled wryly as he remembered getting smothered by Merina's breasts for a while after she literally cried before she even learned of Ceti's condition because of the upsetting rumors she had been hearing about him before he returned.

But after learning about Ceti's condition, she broke down even more and wanted to see Ceti, though he explained to her that she had to wait until Igrid healed Ceti. He also wanted to ask Merina about the woman named 'Luna' who manifested in Ceti's body.

But he knew she wasn't in the state to answer and he also didn't want to shock her in case she had no idea.

And then, somehow, he ended up consoling her on the bed for a few hours until she dozed off. He felt it was better she got some rest like that since she seemed as if she hadn't slept for days, worried for him.

"Oh...I wouldn't have minded even if you did. But I can't express enough how much I missed you, even if I was only away for a short while," In one swift motion, he crossed the room, closing the distance between them, and enveloped Rowena in a fierce embrace.

He had no idea that he missed feeling her supple body in his embrace and the warmth of her skin.

"I missed you more," Their lips met in a searing kiss as Rowena raised her head while cradling his face.