Chapter 10

Isabeau's POV

I brace myself as my mind reels from the implication that my life and rebirth has somehow paved a way for the malicious demon before me, to become wickedly involved in mine and King Stellan's life.

I decide to demand answers, my voice laced with fury and disbelief. "How could you say such a thing? I’ve never met you before and I didn’t even know Stellan personally before today!"

Aster smirks, relishing in the intensity of my anger. "Oh, Isa, you fail to comprehend the complex depths of life and death. But don’t worry we’ll get to that soon.

Anyway, back to my story. It’s almost impossible to quantify the amount of desperation and longing for health that consumed our dear little Stellan. His whole childhood was stolen by his debilitating illness, leaving him eager to make friends and socialize. That is why after he received his healing, he went on to become the friendly and jovial King everyone once knew in your past life."

Aster continues, his voice dripping with pride