Exchanging Vows: The Swapped Wife Is a Top Shaman novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Chapter 103

Prince Riven’s Point of View

"Let me help you with that, Your Highness," Bella said.

On the other side of the estate grounds, away from the medicine logs of Ivy’s laboratory, I took Bella out for a peaceful walk outside the lower village. Bella took the active initiative to push my wheelchair down the winding dirt path.

I leaned my head back slightly, a relaxed smile touching my lips as I looked up at her. "You push with a steady hand, Lady Bella. The capital ladies usually collapse from exhaustion after a hundred paces."

"I am a a strong woman, Prince Riven, not a fragile girl," Bella replied, a small laugh escaping her lips.

She paused by a stone bridge, looking down at my legs with a sudden, serious look in her eyes. "But tell me something... the rumor of the mysterious Divine Healer has consumed everywhere. Why don’t you ask the goddess or the shamans to heal your legs? If there is even a single spark of hope in this world, shouldn’t you chase it?"

I smiled softly, my eyes locking onto hers with an intense curiosity. "And you, Bella? Do you truthfully hope that my legs will be perfectly good again?"

"Of course I do!" Bella answered instantly, her voice full of a fierce sincerity. "A warrior like you belongs on a stallion leading the frontline, not trapped in this wheelchair."

"And if my legs are cured," I started. "Would you also be completely boiling and excited about it? Would you celebrate my return to the court?"

The moment the words left my mouth, Bella’s face turned a shade of red. She quickly let go of the handles, stepping back as she lowered her eyes to her slippers.

"Your Highness... please do not tease me. I have already broken off my engagement with Fred, and a woman with a ruined reputation doesn’t dare to imagine sitting beside a prince."

"Listen to me very carefully, Bella," I said, sounding serious. "It is not your fault that you broke off that engagement. Fred was a foolish, unfaithful wretch who was never good enough to lick the dust off your boots. You did nothing wrong."

"But the high nobles do not care about the truth." Bella cried out softly. "They look at me and they only see a permanent stain on my family’s name. It makes me want to run away, to hide in this village forever."

She turned to flee down the gravel path, but before she could take a single step, my hand shot forward. I grabbed her arm, stopping her in her tracks, letting my grip stay entirely gentle for a fraction of a second before I slowly let go.

"I don’t care about the so call stains, Bella," I spoke out my mind. "I am entirely willing to marry you myself. Tell me honestly... do you refuse me because you think I am just a useless, broken disabled man trapped in this chair?"

Bella gasped loudly, her breath hitching as her entire face turned as red again. She couldn’t utter a single coherent word in her shock... instead, she turned on her heel and ran away.

I didn’t shout after her. I simply sat back, I smirk as I understood with certainty that her sudden run meant she was entirely willing to accept my heart.

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Ivy’s Point of View

"Where is Bella today?" I asked, as I stepped into the drawing room. I looked over at Prince Riven, who was sitting quietly. "It has been three days since she last visited the manor house. I wonder why Bella has not come to see us."

Prince Riven turned his head slowly, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he looked up from his book. "It might be because of the incident during our walk the other afternoon, Ivy. I may have suggested a certain... arrangement to her."

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