She Belongs To The Devil

"I wish she would wake up soon." Tabitha glanced at Juniper who was still unconscious and thought to herself, "She needs to know that Prince Edwin is going to be okay."

Tabitha sighed and went back to the room where Edwin was.

Edwin's breathing was stable now. He wasn't bleeding anymore. But the wound was still there in his chest and on his thigh.

Earlier, they had brought Edwin to one of Raphael's rooms and were even cleaning up his body to prepare him for the funeral.

Tabitha and the other witches were preparing to slowly break the news to those who were inside the Palace about Edwin's death and what it meant. The witches were going to inform them that their Queen was also no more and that they should prepare the Kingdom for grieving.

But a maid had come running outside to inform them that Prince Edwin suddenly started to breathe again.

Those who were near and who heard that news were happy that their Prince was alive. They didn't question how because by now they were used to strange things happening in the Palace. They were just glad that a Prince's body wasn't added to the countless other bodies of the soldiers.

And the witches of the  Mystic Coven were the ones who were most relieved to hear the news. They held each other's hands and thanked Heaven for protecting Wyverndale's Queen and securing Wyverndale's future.

Tabitha then volunteered to go and sit in the room where Edwin was kept. She wanted to keep an eye on him so that she would know when Edwin as well as Adeline would fully recover.

After about an hour or so, Tabitha finally noticed Edwin's wound starting to heal. And it wasn't healing at a slow pace. The cells were regenerating at a great speed. And before she could even take a few steps towards Edwin's bed, his wounds healed completely.

"What changed?" Tabitha gazed at Edwin's eyes and wondered, "Does this mean he is going to wake up soon?"

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The Goddess lightly caressed Adeline's hair after healing her wounds.

Adeline's light purple aura had mostly turned golden now, with a hint of purple here and there. The bubble of aura that Adeline was in was now thicker than before.

Then the Goddess finally shifted her attention to Azriel.

Arion and Agnes were following the Goddess with their gaze. They wondered what she was going to do about Azriel and if she could do anything to save him.

The bubble of aura that Azriel was inside looked almost non-existent. The golden specks were very sparsely rotating around Azriel's body.

Azriel now looked like a very old man. His golden hair had completely turned grey. His beard and mustache had grown and they also looked grey. There were wrinkles all over his body. There wasn't much life left in him.

The Goddess took a sharp breath in after seeing her son looking older than her. It pained her to see him like that, old and feeble, and almost close to death.

"If only he allowed me to come here sooner…" She hastily grabbed her son's hand. If she didn't do something sooner then Azriel's soul was going to disappear along with his body.

While Azriel's life force was still being absorbed by Adeline, the Goddess also did something similar for Azriel.

She first cast a spell to create a partition in Azriel's soul so that Adeline wouldn't keep on absorbing when she exhausted Azriel's life force.

She then started to transfer her life force to Azriel to preserve his soul.

If she could give sufficient life force to him before his soul completely disappeared from existence, then he could eventually gain immortality again by cultivating the aura emitted by humans and also other sources.

That process would take years, and he wouldn't go back to being his powerful and young self immediately. But at least he wouldn't vanish from the face of the universe.

That was good enough for the mother.

Azriel was now absorbing a pure white aura from his mother. His non-existent bubble of aura slowly but surely began being visible again. But rather than his golden aura, a pure white aura was hovering around him.

After a few more minutes, the golden aura completely disappeared from Azriel's bubble.

And at the very same moment, Adeline flung her eyes open.

The first thing that she noticed was the golden aura around her along with some light purple aura. She darted her eyes around and found out that for some reason, she was hovering in the air along with that golden bubble.

The next thing that she noticed was the extraordinary feeling inside of her. She felt as though lightning bolts were coursing through her veins instead of blood. She felt… she felt really powerful. She felt the kind of power that she had never felt in her life before, not even when she became a changeling.

And she could also smell varieties of scents, from the metallic ones to the flowery ones. But she could also smell that one particularly sweet aroma all around her – the aura of fear.

The aura was so strong that she couldn't resist it. She spread her palms and absorbed all the aura of fear that was lingering in the air.

Adeline felt a sudden surge in her power while the others in the room suddenly felt calm. They were feeling a little at ease after witnessing all the deaths and near-deaths.

Adeline slowly lifted her hand and touched the bubble that was covering her. The moment she did so, the bubble dissipated.

"Adeline!"

"You're awake?"

She heard familiar voices coming from near her. She looked to her side and saw Arion and Agnes sprinting towards her.

But Adeline furrowed her brows in confusion. The last she remembered, she was on the battlefield but now that she opened her eyes, she was inside Theodore's cave somehow.

"Oh, Adeline…" Agnes caught Adeline and gently pulled her down from the air.

Adeline felt something cold with her feet when she landed. She looked down to see that she was standing in the fountain.

"We're so glad to have you back!" Agnes wrapped her arms around Adeline and gave a tight hug to the Queen. Her eyes watered again to see the Queen alive and well.

Adeline wrinkled her brows and thought, "Have me back?"