She Belongs To The Devil

Lillian and Edwin were sitting face to face in the carriage. They were talking about how Joyce had already grown up to be a beautiful and smart girl.

"Oh, I was meaning to ask you, does Joyce show any signs that she can perform magic?" Lillian asked curiously to her son. "I asked Juniper but she isn't that aware about the whole witchcraft."

Edwin thought for a while and replied truthfully, "I don't think I have seen her showing the signs. But I might be wrong. After all, it has only been a few weeks since I started spending some time with her."

Lillian nodded her head and glanced out of the window.

A subtle but sad smile appeared on her face while she said, "I had really wished that you or Alan would inherit our ancestral genes. But that never happened… So I was hoping that at least my granddaughter would. I would teach her everything that I know and would make her a powerful witch."

Edwin couldn't believe what he just heard. If it was not for the fact that his mission was to take his mother to willow creek right now, then he would have already confronted her about being a dark witch and hiding all of her heinous crimes.

But he didn't want to start a fight with his mother and sabotage the plan. He just satisfied himself by cursing his mother silently, "As if I would allow my daughter to be a dark witch like you, mother. Never in my lifetime!"

"I am thankful that Joyce isn't showing any signs yet. Else she would have already turned her into a monster like herself…" he kept on going on and on in his head while Lillian was busy watching the scenery from the carriage window.

Lillian sharply turned her head to look at Edwin and asked in a somewhat suspicious tone, "By the way, why didn't you ask Alan to come with us? Yesterday, I asked him why he wasn't coming with us and he was pretty surprised because it turns out you hadn't even asked him."

Edwin smiled awkwardly and replied, "You know how he is… He always loves scolding me and picking up fights with me. He loves to prove that he is a righteous person while I am not. And I didn't want him to somehow find out what the two of us are pla-"

Unexpectedly for Lillian, the carriage came to an abrupt halt in the middle of nowhere.

Edwin looked at his mother's expression and didn't see much change. He was trying his best to act natural. He was trying so hard not to move even when his back was already covered in sweat because of all the tension that was building up.

For a while, Lillian didn't show any concern because she just thought that there was some problem with the horses.

But then she began to hear some commotion outside.

Lillian poked her head out of the carriage and asked one of her guards, "What's causing the hold-up? Why did we stop here?"

That guard walked up to the window and notified the Queen, "Your Majesty, there's a woman lying down in the middle of the road. It looks like she has injured her leg and she is asking for help."

Lillian didn't like it that some random woman was disturbing their journey. And she asked with a frown on her forehead, "Well, what does she want? Does she want a ride?"

That guard stiffened his back and replied to the scary Queen, "No, Your Majesty. She said she is heading in the opposite direction. She is insisting us to heal her wounds even when we are telling her that we don't have any healers or medicine with us."

Lillian rolled her eyes and said in a monotone, "Just pick her up and throw her aside. Why are you letting an injured woman control all of you?"

That guard bowed his head. "Yes, Yo-"

But Edwin instantly stopped that guard, "Wait a minute!" He then shifted his glance towards his mother and inconspicuously said to her, "I don't think it is right to leave an ailing woman in the middle of the road like this. What if some bandits try to loot her or assault her?"

Lillian raised her brows and mocked her son, "Since when did you start caring about some random woman? The isolation did turn you into a softer person, didn't it?"

"What if your daughter-in-law was in the same situation? You wouldn't have liked it if someone with resources just left without helping her, would you?" Edwin tried to get his mother to step out of the carriage by playing with her morality.

Thankfully, it seemed like there was at least a drop of morality left inside that cruel witch's heart. She sighed and replied, "Alright! Alright! I will heal her real quick and we will be on our way."

Lillian got up from her seat and straightened her gown. Edwin helped her get down the carriage but didn't follow his mother. He didn't want to get in the crossfire between the witches.

The Queen elegantly walked towards the place where a few of her guards were surrounding a woman who was lying down on the path and was crying and grimacing in pain.

Lillian could see that the woman was wearing a white gown and her hair was tied into a neat bun. She was turning the other way so Lillian didn't get to see her face clearly.

"Give the woman some space, you fools!" Lillian rudely scolded her guards who were around that woman.

The guards did as the Queen asked. They shifted a little further away from their Queen and that woman but not that far that the woman would get a chance to harm their Queen in any way.

"Stop crying and show me your wounds, quick!" Lillian rudely shouted at that woman without even bothering to see who she really was.

That woman also complied with the Queen and gently lifted her gown up to her thighs. She had a deep cut on her thighs.

All the guards turned the other way and gave the woman some privacy.

The unsuspecting Queen bent down on her knees so that she could treat that woman's wound.. While Lillian was focused on her wounds and was about to perform a spell, Agnes smirked and whispered, "Long time no see, Lillian."