Beast King's Crippled Mate-Chapter 329: Epilogue: The Legend of Swan and Wolf (III)

"MOM!" Sol hugged his mother tightly. He didn’t want to accidentally hurt his mother with his strength, so he carefully controlled his strength. Swan hugged her son back before gently pushing herself out or Sol would hug her for a long time.

She had to admit that Sol seemed to have a strong attachment to her, which she didn’t mind, as she guessed it might be due to their strong affinity. However, Gale thought that it was weird for a powerful Alpha wolf to be so clingy to his parents.

"You’re healthy as always. I thought you’d come to visit us with Tian’e. Where is she?" Swan asked, mentioning Long Xiurong’s daughter, who had become the subject of fascination for her son. "Is she alright?"

The bright smile on Sol’s face dimmed when Tian’e was mentioned. He laughed awkwardly and said, "She said she’s been feeling under the weather lately, but I know it’s because of Aunt Xiurong passing a week ago."

"I see..."

Swan sighed.

Unfortunately, Long Xiurong passed away right after her 70th birthday. She died peacefully in her old age according to humans, but not for beastmen, especially wolf beastmen who had at least two hundred years of lifespan.

She heard that Rock was grieving for a long time in his room, and had gotten sick because of heartbreak. Gale said that Rock would probably follow his mate soon to the afterlife.

Unfortunately, Swan had no right to extend the life of a human, even if she could do it by performing a miracle.

Death was a natural occurrence that shouldn’t be interfered with, or else it might invoke the wrath of other unknown Gods and Goddesses and create another Aria or Madam Harsetti.

"Don’t worry about your aunt. I assure you that she is in heaven right now," Swan tried to comfort her son. "Tell Tian’e that she is part of our family. Whether she will be your fated mate or not, the Beast Castle will always be her home, got it?"

"Mm," Sol nodded. He was feeling a little sad, knowing that the usually cute and energetic Tian’e had become very gloomy these days, but Aunt Xiurong’s death wasn’t the only reason. "Mom, do you think that Tian’e will die when she is two hundred years or so? Can you do something to make her immortal like I am?"

"I can, but I shouldn’t," Swan replied. "Death is a natural thing that shouldn’t be avoided, especially when you’re already on borrowed time. Her mother is a normal human, so I don’t know how long she will live."

"Then what’s the point of falling in love when the woman that I love will die before me eventually?" Sol asked despairingly. "Tian’e told me that she doesn’t want to mate with me because she knows she’ll die early anyway. She knows if she dies first, I will quickly follow her to the afterlife, and she doesn’t want to be a ticking time bomb for me. I-I don’t understand her. Why would she bother so much about it? Even if she dies, I can just follow her to heaven. We can visit heaven anytime in the blink of an eye anyway."

Seeing the despair engulfing Sol, Swan held her son’s hand and said, "My dear son, you need to understand that birth and death is nothing for us, but for them, it’s a one-time experience that is inevitable."

"Then what should I do, Mom..."

"I—" Swan paused. She was thinking hard about what to say but realized she had no answer as well. "I... don’t know, son."

"What would you do if Dad died? He’s not an immortal anymore since he has been cured of his curse, right?"

"If that happens, then I will just follow him wherever he goes," Swan said. She closed her eyes, imagining her husband, who would get severely depressed if Swan left him just for a day. "I don’t see death as a tragic thing. It’s rather a blessing for me because we can finally move somewhere and live for eternity together."

"I think you need to let Tian’e ponder about her life first. She’s still grieving, it’s not right to tell her that death doesn’t matter when you’re immortal and can move in and out of heaven at will," Swan added, and Sol agreed with his mother’s opinion.

"I will try, Mom," Sol nodded. "It would’ve been easier if you and Dad could just live in the castle, though. Are you not interested in going back?"

Swan smiled at her son. Whenever Sol came to visit them, he always mentioned going back to the castle, but Swan’s answer was always the same, "This world is nothing but a short visit for a Goddess. I am here because I promised your dad to always be by his side no matter what. I will never break my promise, not anymore."

Swan grabbed her son’s wrist and dragged him to the dining table, "Let’s have dinner first, okay? I know you’re hungry."

"Mm! I want to eat the food that you made again, Mom! I’ve been trying to recreate some of your dishes with magic, but nothing works," Sol complained as he sat on his usual seat at the dining table. He glanced at the seat next to his mother, and asked, "Will dad ever join us for dinner? It’s been so long. Is he still mad at me?"

"He’s not mad at you."

"You don’t need to lie, Mom," Sol said as he started digging in his dinner. "I don’t understand him at all. Why would he want me to kill him? Why would I—the son that he loved and raised—kill him after a little duel?"

Swan found it difficult to mediate between them. Gale was very stubborn, and even though he would listen to her a few times, he still wouldn’t change his mind over this whole matter.

Thus, Swan suggested, "Why don’t you go and talk to him after dinner? He’s sitting next to the statue of Goddess Selene at the lakeside."

"What if he attacks me again when I try to approach him?"

"No, he won’t," Swan replied mysteriously. "Trust your mother. He will not attack his son. Go and tell him all you want to say, understand?"

Sol doubted his mother’s words, but he still nodded and answered, "Yes, Mom..."