Beast King's Crippled Mate-Chapter 259: The Saintess Saves Those She Wants to Save (I)

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Swan continued staring at the fireplace and murmured, "Goddess, if my presence will only bring harm to others, then please end me now, toss me into the fiery pit of hell if that is what I deserve."

"If you pardon me for my sin, then please give me the power to save every one whom I love. You told me once that I am your daughter. You also told me that I am a Saintess," Swan closed her eyes, and shed a tear from the corner of her eye. She finally joined her hands in a praying position and said, "Goddess, I, Swan of Holy Achate, prayed with all my heart so you will allow me to fix my wrongdoing. I know that I am not perfect, nor will I ever be. Grace me with your holy light, and let me change the outcome of this sure misfortune."

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As Swan continued praying deep in her heart, the sun began to set, and the cold night finally came. She could feel the chilling sensation around her deformed leg. It was uncomfortable, but she kept praying because that was all she could do; to beg for the Goddess, so she could change this misfortune.

’Goddess, please let me do something. Let me save them all.’

A gentle light slowly emanated from Swan’s chest, and it didn’t take long for her body to be covered with the Goddess’ light. The tears that Swan shed from the corner of her eyes turned into crystal as it dropped from her cheek, and...

Blip!

Swan was swallowed by the light and disappeared from the bed.

*Goddess’ Realm*

"Open your eyes, my dear daughter."

Swan opened her eyes slowly and found herself standing in the middle of a room completely made out of marble. Even the furniture was made out of expensive white marble.

Swan knew that she was currently inside the Goddess’ realm. She had visited this place once in her dream when she was accompanying Gale in the cave during his coldest rut.

"I heard your plea, my dear daughter."

Swan turned her head and saw her supposed mother—the Goddess who had been helping her many times.

She was wearing a white silk dress, but her face was still covered with bright light that made it impossible for Swan to see her face.

Sometimes, she wondered if this Goddess was Goddess Asmara, because she doubted that Goddess Asmara would be so weak to let a disgusting bastard like Swan’s father, the late King Tyrion, rape her.

But she didn’t dare to ask any of that.

All she asked for was, "Goddess, please let me save Long Xiurong, Rock, and most importantly, my husband, Gale Stormfront!"

"And how are you going to do that, dear daughter?" the Goddess asked. "Saving Long Xiurong and Rock Silverfang are easy, you can just send them far away, so far that even your husband will never find them. But how are you going to save your husband? His heart has been destroyed by so many betrayals in life."

Swan lowered her gaze as she was ashamed to be one of the people who had betrayed him. Despite saying that she wanted to save Gale, she didn’t know what to do to heal Gale’s wound.

She kept thinking that an apology would be enough, but she knew it wasn’t.

"Trust is like a mirror, my dearest. Once you’ve shattered it into pieces, no matter how many times you try to fix it together, there will always be a dent, a crack, or it might never be able to be fixed anymore," the Goddess said. "You prayed with all your heart that you want to save him and mend his broken soul. But how?"

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Swan felt a gentle finger slowly touch her chin. The Goddess used her finger to lift her chin, so she could stare at her eyes straight, "You shouldn’t hide in shame. There is no point in doing so, my dear."

"I-I don’t know how to fix his broken heart. I will promise to be true to him, but I don’t think it is enough."

"An empty promise is not enough to heal a broken heart, and a broken trust, my dear daughter. You need more than that," the Goddess replied. "But, you should know one thing; the cursed wolf truly loves you with all his heart. You are the love of his life, and if you ever perish from that mortal world, he shall perish with you."

"All you need to do if you want to gain his trust and mend his broken heart is to love him the way he loves you," the Goddess said. Swan still couldn’t see her face, but in her imagination, the Goddess was smiling at her right now. "You are my dearest daughter, the Saintess with Holy power, and the only one in this world. Use it to your advantage, understand?"

"U-Understand, Goddess. Thank you..."

"Call me mother, will you? It makes me sad that my daughter doesn’t want to call me mother, or mom. Just like what the mortals usually do to their beloved parental figure."

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Swan gulped, and then braced herself as she muttered, "Thank you, Mom."

"Atta girl!"

The Goddess seemed happy as her body shone in bright light to the point Swan had to close her eyes.

**Goddess’ Realm end**

Swan opened her eyes slowly and found herself back in her room. She was floating while her body was emanating gentle light from the inside. She looked around and was confused because she was in full control of her body.

The Saintess usually took control of her body when she was in this form, and the real Swan would be trapped inside her mind. She could watch what was happening, but that was all.

A ball of light appeared in front of Swan, and it slowly formed into the Saintess, who had the same face as Swan, but always had her calm and calculated smile.

"S-Saintess?!"

"It is time for you to learn how to properly utilize your power, Swan," the Saintess said. "You said that you want to save everyone from this misfortune, so this body is all yours."