Tangled By Fate

470 IS IT WAR OR NOT?

“Should we prepare for a battle with the witch?” Felix asked.

“We can’t,” Ovior denied. “We need more information about the witches. We have no idea how powerful they are and how many are ready to fight.”

“I shall leave it to Felix and Ironin,” Arthur stated. “Bring me as much information as you can. And Ovior, take care of the slaves.”

“On it.” Ovior fixed his glasses.

The meeting ended. Everyone left the room.

Arthur went to his bedroom. He looked at the bed and found Veronica.

She was in deep slumber. She didn’t notice his presence.

Seeing the peaceful scene, the deep frown in between Arthur’s eyes eased a bit.

He sat beside her and gently stroked her hair.

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Veronica could sense someone touching her head. She slowly opened her eyes and noticed Arthur.

She smiled at the sight of him. Seeing his face right after opening her eyes, she enjoyed the moment.

“What time is it?” she inquired in a sloppy tone.

“It’s lunchtime,” Arthur replied. “You haven’t had anything since last night. Why not have lunch and then sleep again?”

Veronica stretched her arms and then sat up. Then, she leaned against his chest and said, “I think I’ve slept enough. I’m starving.”

“Shall I bring meals here?” Arthur asked for her opinion.

“Mm.” Veronica nodded.

After freshening up, she had a meal with her husband.

Arthur told her what happened with the slave traders and the prisoners.

Veronica listened attentively. When he was done, she asked, “Is there any way to avoid the war?”

“We will do our best to not go to war. But if it’s unavoidable, we have no other choice,” Arthur answered truthfully.

“I wanted to keep the people of this land safe,” Veronica muttered. She lost her appetite.

Arthur held her hand and gently squeezed it.

“Even if you weren’t here, this damned queen would still go to war. At least this time with your power you can save as many people as possible.”

His words made her feel better.

She thought of something and asked, “But are you free enough to pay attention to the nobles? What about Trevor’s death? You were investigating it, right?”

Arthur’s face darkened at the mention of Trevor.

“About him… I found some evidence in the hidden room in the shop. Although the room was entirely burned down, I used revive magic to get most of them back.

“It looks like he associated with the witches and used magic to disguise himself as me temporarily. That’s how he impregnant Betty.”

“What’s?!” The meatball dropped from Veronica’s mouth. “What are you…”

Arthur could understand her feelings.

He said, “Right, I wouldn’t have believed it if I didn’t read his journal. He wrote down everything. I know his handwriting.”

“But why would he do what? He had a beautiful wife he loved and an angelic daughter…”

Veronica remembered the first time she met Bridget and Angela. Her heart ached for the child.

Arthur answered, “He loved his wife but he also felt a strong obsession with his sister-in-law. It could be because unlike Bridget and Angela, Betty didn’t worship him.”

Veronica frowned. “Worship him?” she asked, not understanding his statement.

Arthur explained, “What I mean is ‘devotion’. Bridget loved him and gave herself to him completely. Angela loved her father the most.

“However, Betty who lived with them didn’t feel the same because her heart belonged to someone else.”

“Her heart belongs to you,” Veronica stated. She finally understood. “So, he didn’t like the fact that the girl who lived with him didn’t feel like devoting herself to him.”

“Exactly,” Arthur agreed. “And that’s what made him obsess over her.”

Trevor couldn’t accept the fact that a girl lived with him but didn’t put him in her apostle.

As a result, he worked with the witches and used their tricks to disguise himself as Arthur.

After turning into a fake Arthur, he met her a few nights and slept with her. He knew she would never love anyone other than Arthur.

Thus, he pretended to love her as Arthur and played with her heart. He had her complete devotion and was satisfied.

After making her pregnant with his child, he finally let her go.

He used his twisted version to have her devotion. Even though that devotion belonged to someone else, he was satisfied that the devotion was directed to him.

Veronica’s face paled when she realized how sickly Trevor was.

“Did you tell his wife?” she asked.

Arthur shook his head. “No, I burned the journal after reading it. I just left the clue of him working with the witches.”

“Since he worked with the witches, he might have sold some information to them,” Veronica said.

“If he didn’t, he wouldn’t be able to get the witches’ help,” Arthur added. “But we have no way to find out what information he sold.’

Veronica pondered, ‘If he sold the information, could he be the one who told the witches that I had silver hair and I could be the blessed child?’

Then, she thought of another person whom Zinnia was thinking was the culprit.

In fact, Trevor couldn’t possibly know everything that was happening in the Magic Tower. Someone who lived here only knew what was happening.

Veronica looked at her husband.

“Arthur, the witches definitely wanted you to open the dark magic. Could they be wanting to take down the Magic Tower under the Queen’s command?”

“If that’s true then that damned queen must know you are the blessed child. Would she let you go that easily if she knew? I think she would abduct you and use your power.”

Arthur’s logic was justified. Veronica became quiet.

Arthur noticed that she was concerned about something. He smiled at her.

“What are you worrying about? If someone comes to attack you, you just have to fight them. You can do it, can’t you?”

At his word, Veronica smiled. “You are right. I can fight. I can even become a good detective. I will fight off the enemy like the hero of the romance novel.”

Arthur chuckled. “Sounds great.”

However, he didn’t know what she would go through to become the detective she wanted to be.