The Extra Wants Control
Chapter 113 - 113: Talk 2

Valeriana then met her gaze she continued . "They wanted to kill me, Because of a prophecy. They called me dangerous, I'm guessing cause of my talent. All this talk about a prophecy made me recognize them. They were from Prometheus. And Ethan…"

"He was one of them and his position seemed pretty high."

Valeriana continued"Before they could finish me, the Elders returned. My father…" she faltered, her eyes welling up again. "He was awakening from seclusion."

Verona just looked at her quietly.

"They… they fled," Valeriana continued, her voice trembling slightly. "But not before Ethan… he looked at me with pure hatred in his eyes. 'Remember this, Valeriana, I'll be back. I'll destroy everything you have and love… everything and everyone.'"

He looked at her stomach to mean the born child then back at Eliana. A chilling reminder of the life he was willing to destroy.

The weight of the revelation hung heavy.

"I…" she began, her voice barely a whisper, "I convinced myself that staying away from Raven would keep him safe. That if I ignored him, erased any trace of him in my life, then this… this creature posing as my husband wouldn't come looking."

A flicker of understanding crossed Verona's face. She understood the twisted logic, the desperate hope that fueled Valeriana's actions. But the cost, the emotional toll it must have taken on a child…

"Eliana," Valeriana continued, her voice choked with emotion, "she was already in danger. Keeping her close, protecting her… it was the only thing I knew to do."

Verona watched her and Valeriana misjudged her gaze as a judgemental look.

"I know," Valeriana yelled, her voice cracking, "it doesn't make sense. It's… hypocritical of me, abandoning one and taking care of the other. But it was the only weapon I had. The only way I could think to protect them both."

The pain in her eyes mirrored the pain she had inflicted. The silence stretched on, heavy with unspoken apologies, guilt and regret.

Valeriana had made a choice, a desperate gamble to protect her children. Now, with the truth laid bare before them.

Verona squeezed her hand gently. "He suffered," she said, her voice low but firm. "But he survived. But..."

Verona's crimson eyes narrowed, a flicker of suspicion replacing the understanding she had. Despite the raw emotion of Valeriana's confession, something didn't quite add up.

"There's something else you're not telling me," Verona stated, her voice cold and laced with a hint of threat. The air crackled with tension as she held Valeriana's gaze.

Valeriana didn't flinch under the scrutiny, she just calmly said. " I was cursed," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know it sounds convenient for my story, but it's true. Convenient indeed right?A curse that conveniently explains my neglect."

Valeriana bowed her head, tears welling up again. "It's not like that. I assure you. My feelings for my son was dampened and I didn't even notice it. But…" she looked up, a flicker of confusion in her own eyes. "You see, two years ago, I...

I reached 10 Stars. At that stage, the curse was broken and I felt it again how much I missed my son."

"And yet," Verona interjected, her voice still laced with suspicion, "you only come looking for Neveah now?"

"No, that's not it!" Valeriana cried out, her voice cracking with desperation. "Six years ago, almost seven now… it was at Silvencrest, where he first disappeared. Eliana had just started to look for Raven to keep an eye on him when we were made aware that he was gone when it was already too late.

But we didn't know how or who took him… and I…" she faltered, her voice dropping to a pained whisper, "I didn't care."

Valeriana continued, her voice raw with shame. "At the time," she confessed, "I was consumed by the rage. My focus was solely on regaining my power making me and my daughter stronger. I… I abandoned him. I let him down."

.Valeriana, the woman who was supposed to be Neveah's protector, had failed him in his most vulnerable hour. Verona just quietly watched her.

The silence stretched on, filled with the echoes of past mistakes and the burden of a mother's regret.

Red-eyed Verona's gaze remained fixed on the tear-stained face of the human woman, a complex mix of emotions swirling within her crimson depths.

"She blames herself, but it's not even her fault" Verona finally muttered, her voice devoid of its usual bite. "But the curse… and what is it with this family and these damned curses? First Neveah with that nasty curse then even her?"

Violet-eyed Verona, ever the silent observer, remained unmoving, her thoughts unknown behind her stoic face.

"When you reached 10 Stars, what did you do?" Verona asked her, a hint of understanding creeping into her tone.

Valeriana continued " That was two years ago. Then, I cleaned up the palace, ascended the empty throne. Once order was restored… well, you know the rest. The academy, Eliana spotting Neveah, the frantic search…" Shame washed over her features once more. "And here I am."

The silence that followed was heavy, punctuated only by the crackling energy of Neveah. Verona held Valeriana's gaze, a silent acknowledgment of the pain etched on the human woman's face.

She then closed her eyes.

Finally, red-eyed Verona spoke, her voice softer than before. "Well, that was quite a story."

Violet eyed Verona was battling with some emotions.

Red-eyed Verona, seemingly oblivious, continued. "And you," she asked Violet-eyed Verona, "you've been awfully quiet."

Violet-eyed Verona met her gaze, a flicker of sadness replacing her usual stoicism. "I know the feeling," she spoke, her voice low and melancholic. "Years separated from Neveah, forced to watch from the shadows. A great ache that gnawed at my very being."

Her voice cracked slightly. "Now, imagine that… with her power, her status, and still unable to protect or be with him. Unfortunate doesn't even begin to describe it. She is pitiful… yes, that's the word."

A heavy silence descended upon the space, thick with empathy and a shared understanding of a mother's love. Red-eyed Verona stared into violet eyed Verona's figure, her expression unreadable.

Finally, she spoke, her voice a low rumble. "This… this isn't a choice for us to make. We'll let Neveah decide for himself."

Violet-eyed Verona offered a grateful nod. F

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