Married to the Devil's Son novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174 - 51

While being busy with preparations all day, the night already came. Heaven stared at herself in the mirror while Kate brushed her hair. She was exhausted, yet her mind was flooded with many thoughts and questions. Her heart felt heavy after what happened with Zarin. Did she do the right thing by telling him the truth? Was he alright now?

He was impulsive, so she worried that he would get himself into trouble. But she could not go back to him now after saying goodbye. Both of them needed distance from each other. It was necessary.

Still, rationalizing things did not take away the heavy feeling in her heart. Tonight she needed her mother. Only a mother's love could heal all wounds.

She dressed for sleep, covered herself with a cloak and made her way to her parents' quarters. In the hall she came across her father.

"Heaven, what brings you here?" He asked.

"I thought of stealing mother from you tonight." Heaven smiled.

"Did something happen?"

"No. Everything is alright." She assured him.

Her father raised a brow. He knew she was lying. "Well, I wanted to talk to you." Heaven said.

"Come." He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and led her to his study. "Sit." He urged.

Heaven sat at the table and her father sat across from her. "What is bothering you?" He asked.

The bald King and her father had established an alliance, but King Rufus wanted her father's army to conquer another kingdom. When her father refused, he broke their alliance. This told her he wasn't a clever king. He should have made the terms clear before agreeing to become an ally.

"Father, do you use your demon abilities to rule?" She asked him.

"Yes, sometimes. I used to do it more in the beginning, but then you just learn to rule normally."

Heaven nodded.

"But that wasn't what you wanted to talk about." He added.

No, it wasn't. In fact, she didn't know exactly what she wanted to talk about. She just wanted to talk.

"Father, what do you think about Zamiel? Do you like him?"

Her father was thoughtful for a while. "Would I be a bad father if I said I like him?"

"No, no. Not at all." Heaven assured. "What makes you like him?"

"He reminds me of myself." Her father smiled.

"How so?" Now Heaven was curious.

"The pain and guilt in his eyes. The confusion and self-blame." Her father replied, staring emptily in front of him as if he was reminded of something. Heaven wondered why her father blamed himself and felt guilty.

"I can't imagine losing you and your mother. I would never be able to forgive and forget, but he was even able to love again."

"You don't know what you are capable of until you are put in that situation." Heaven said.

Her father smiled. It was a sad smile. "You have truly grown. I thought I was protecting you by providing you with everything. Keeping you safe and away from struggles. I didn't realize that would make you struggle later. But you have grown well despite my lack of well upbringing. I see that Zamiel has a good influence on you. You have become more confident and strong."

Yes, Zamiel had a positive influence on her. "Father, I really hope you get along with Zamiel. He doesn't have a family, so I want him to feel welcomed when he comes here. I know you have to act like a father, but please be kind to him."

"I will." Her father promised.

"Then I'll go and steal your place in bed next to mother." Heaven teased.

He sighed. "I am sure she missed you more than me."

After saying goodnight to her father, she went to her mother, who was already preparing to go to bed.

"Heaven?" Her mother seemed surprised.

"Mother, is it alright if I sleep with you tonight?" Heaven asked.

"Of course." Her mother replied.

Her mother only left a few candles lit and then got into bed with her. They lay turned, facing each other.

"Are you having a tough time?" Her mother asked. "You seemed stressed this morning."

Yes, when she barged into her mother's room and stole her guards, just to give them orders. She felt bad for everyone she met this morning. It felt like she was taking out the anger she felt toward herself and Zarin on them.

Heaven didn't like to worry her mother. She was the last person she would tell about her own struggles because she felt very protective of her. But tonight she wanted to talk to her. To let her know what bothered her and let her mother comfort her.

"I just have a lot on my mind." She said.

Her mother became quiet again. "What did you say?" She finally asked. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}