Reborn As The Daemon’s Wife - Chapter 164

“King Rian, you called for me.” Scarlet bowed when she arrived at his throne room. She had been training Xarz and a few young goddesses when she was summoned so she rushed over.

King Rian looked up at her and she felt odd. Was there someone else in the room?

“Who else is here?” She asked.

“No one. Come here, Scarlet.” King Rian ordered and she obeyed, though she had a bad feeling about it. It was a familiar presence.

“You had only one task. Why are you unable to do it?” He berated her in a hushed tone. “Are you waiting for all of us to die before you start trying hard to do it in your next life?”

“I have been trying my best, King Rian.” She was helpless.

“Your best is clearly not producing the kind of result I asked for. You have to try harder.” He didn’t understand what was so hard about getting rid of a powerless demigoddess. He had to admit that she did have some power but what was she in comparison to Scarlet?

Scarlet turned to leave but turned right back when she thought about something Harlyn had said.

“Have you thought of a sure way to end her?” He asked.

She shook her head dreadfully. “I have many reasons to think that she is not just an ordinary demigoddess. She is something else.”

“Of course she is something else. Dairon would never fall for an ordinary demigoddess, but so what? You could use him to end her.” He did not seem shocked by the news.

“She could be Catalyah!” Scarlet blurted out helplessly.

“She is not.” Rian berated her and looked around as if he was worried that someone might overhear them. He lowered his voice into a hush. “Even if she were, so what? You killed Catalyah once. You can do it again.”

She bit the inside of her lip and retreated. King Rian would never know that she was not actually the one who had killed Catalyah. She had arrived to Dairon’s sword in her wing and of course, she would take credit for that and lie about completing her mission. All that mattered was that it had been completed.

When she left King Rian’s castle, her mind was full of dread. If Jasmine was actually Catalyah, she would never be able to end her life. Only one immortal was able to do that and it was an accident the first time. The possibility of it happening was quite low, so she only had one option left—the underworld.

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Jasmine grabbed all the books she could find about deities and put them on her desk.

“What are those for?” Dairon could not understand her antics. They had been discussing Delaney’s letter one moment and the next, she was grabbing books and drowning herself in them.

She took yet another book that she had once read and flipped it open at a random page. “I want to know everything about Scarlet. There has to be something about her in the books. The letters, anything.”

He watched her as she checked the books to find if there was any that was full of letters between Scarlet and anyone. He hated to burst her bubble but the only book of that kind that existed was the one of letters between him and Catalyah. It was only because Catalyah had foreseen her death that she used this method to keep memories of them alive for as long as possible.

When she looked up at him for being silent for too long, he cleared his throat.

“What if there is a way to know Scarlet’s past without needing so much time and innumerable books?” He asked.

She stood from behind her desk and walked over to him in excitement even though he had only made it sound like a random possibility. “I would be overjoyed. Please tell me. Is there a way?”

She heard a ticking sound and looked behind her to see a giant clock. She facepalmed. “The Clock! Of course you can control time. How does it ever slip my mind?”

“Would you like to walk into Scarlet’s past?” He proposed.

She looked at the familiar giant clock then back at him. This was illegal. If anyone found out, Dairon might lose all his powers again. How could she let him take such a risk?

He knew why she was hesitating without reading her mind. He brushed a finger against her cheek. “It will be alright. No one will find out about it and even if they did, I could always compel them to forget it.”

“Okay.” She believed him. She looked back at The Clock. It was different from the one she remembered and perhaps because they were doing it against the rules this time, there was a thrill to it.

“I’m ready to go.” She announced and gathered her hair into a ponytail.

He took her hand. “Let’s go.”

“You are coming with me?” She glanced at him over her shoulder, to which he nodded.

“Of course. Did you think I would let you do this alone?”

She was relieved, having been terrified to face whatever she might find out on her own. She squeezed his hand as they walked into The Clock.

“So, which is the lucky tunnel?” She asked no one in particular, looking at the dark tunnels that led to Scarlet’s past. She wondered whether they were dark because of how evil Scarlet was.

“I wouldn’t take the first one.” He said.

She was puzzled. “Do you know what’s there?” She stayed away from the first tunnel in alarm.

“No. It’s just my instinct.” He responded, checking out the sixth tunnel.

“That’s an interesting instinct.” She headed towards the sixth tunnel and grabbed his hand. She had let go when they entered the clock. Unlike the last time when Blaze basically controlled her movements in The Clock, they were free to choose where to go this time.

“I’m not sure this is one of the things I wanted to see.” She remarked jokingly with a chuckle when she saw three little goddesses playing in the opening that the sixth tunnel had led to. “But looking at them, I would have ended up here nonetheless.”

He nodded in agreement.

She easily recognized Scarlet as the one carrying a training sword. The goddess who looked like a younger version of her but with golden hair was obviously Catalyah, so she guessed that the youngest of the three was Narilia. She looked terrified, running around and screaming over something scary she had seen in the sand.

“It’s not harmful. We can get rid of it if we try.” Catalyah went over to peek at whatever was scaring Narilia. She jumped when she saw it. “It’s a snake! Ah… mother!”

“Catalyah was scared of snakes?” Jasmine was baffled by the discovery.

Dairon nodded beside her. “Scared is an understatement. She would lose her mind at the sight of one.”

“Why?” She was curious. It was shocking that such a goddess had a fear.

He kept his eye on the little goddesses as he explained, “When she was one year old, a demon disguised himself as a snake and stole her. He remained in his snake form the whole time so she had to live with a snake for an entire month before she was found.”

“That’s scary.” She had goosebumps thinking about it.

“It was. Bardumond liked to joke and say that she would be scared of snakes even in her next lives.”

Her eyes darted to him. Why did that statement feel odd in so many ways?

She stopped thinking about it when she noticed Scarlet grab the snake secretly while Narilia calmed Catalyah down.

“What is she…” Jasmine gasped when Scarlet kept the snake in Catalyah’s satchel.

“She’s such a bitch!” She huffed, wishing she was not invisible to the little goddesses. She would have slapped the nonsense out of Scarlet. On the bright side, she had discovered something.

Scarlet was not Catalyah’s friend in the past. She was only pretending to be. But why?

“Do you think Scarlet was on a mission?” She asked Dairon who was studying Scarlet carefully.

“I think we should go back to the fifth tunnel.” He suggested.

“I think we should go back to the first one.” She contradicted. “Maybe that’s where it all began.”

He had to agree and go back to the tunnel that gave him a bad feeling. Jasmine was right. It featured the day Scarlet was born.

The duo looked at the few deities who had gathered in celebration and their eyes locked on King Rian who was carrying Scarlet in his arms. Did he always attend such parties?

Uncertainty loomed in the air. He was mouthing something under his breath while rocking the restless newborn goddess.

Jasmine focused on his lips and saw it.

“Go to sleep, daughter.”