Back inside the mansion, Ayra tied against a chair kept staring for his questions. The grandpa still appearing shocked as if he didn't want Ayra to see something that she shouldn't have probably.
The old grandpa exhaled in frustration. Pulling his eyes up at Ayra hatefully, he scoffed casting her a hateful glare,
" You must be one of those spy that sent from Cedric, isn't it?"
Confusion puzzled across Ayra's face. She couldn't understand why Cedric would go to that extent to send a spy inside his own Grandpa's mansion. Ayra parted her lips to say something but his enraged voice came out first, reverberating throughout the space to echo dangerously,
" But what have you seen! After that, I can't keep you alive!"
Ayra brows knitted together more suspiciously. Grandpa had made the decision of killing her without thinking twice.
What did she do wrong by finding Cedric here or it was someone else?
His old yet powerful hand crawled down to pull out the sword that he kept on his waist. Before he could make a push on it, Ayra opened her mouth to explain anxiously,
" Stop, Grandpa! I..I am not a spy. I am Cedric's Wife, the daughter-in-law of your beloved daughter."
The old man's hand paused around the sword and his eyes flashed in terror after hearing her words. But Ayra could see that he had softened himself after knowing her identity.
His pale lips trembled, pronouncing her name in beyond shock and puzzlement,
" Ay..Ayra Chole.. Athena's.. daughter?"
Ayra nodded her head admitting and scrutinized her brows at the same time, thinking that he knew about her already. Grandpa's jaw clenched after knowing that but his action of attacking her didn't continue further. No matter how angered he was, he couldn't attack a family member who was a part of Jasmine's family. Besides, the girl looked well mannered and elegant in his judgemental eyes.
He stepped back, shaking his head in dissapointment,
" You shouldn't have come here! You are safe around Cedric only. My mansion doesn't welcome people from Basarisk and I believe that you have tricked others to come inside."
Ayra didn't take his words in her mind. An old father who lost his beloved daughter for the king of Basarisk obviously wouldn't appreciate her coming. But she was here to mend the bond between this siblings. The wound was too deep and it would take a lot time to heal.
Ayra looked down in guilt. She knew her fault and she used her soft voice to reply him,
" I am sorry if I hurt you, Grandpa but I had to come for the sake of those children who yearn to see their mother's grave."
Grandpa's eyes radiated in anger when he learnt about her true intention. His earlier softness quickly replaced with anger and he roared raising his voice,
" Don't speak without knowing anything! No one from that family deserves to remember, my child. It's best for you to leave before I loose my mind."
Ayra endured the cold treatment in silence. Loosing her temper would only bring zero outcome since the old man was a cold blooded man. She sighed out deeply and spoke forming some courage in her heavy tone,
" I have come here as a daughter-in-law, Grandpa not as the wife of Cedric or the queen of Basarisk. You may hate all the family members but why can't I come to meet you when I have done nothing wrong? I believe that I have every right to know why are you keeping the grave hidden from those children."
This time, Grandpa's emotional were hurt deeply. He raised one of his arm, yelling out at Ayra's words angrily,
" Because they are the reason that my child is death. Isn't it enough to loathe them for eternity? They are all living their best life whilst my daughter is lying inside the coffin in order to give a future to that family. Then why must I let them visit my daughter's grave?"
Ayra drew a deep breath to regulate her words inside her mind. This man had already predicted everything on his own but he needed to open his eyes and see through the truth. Ayra smiled at his words sadly and began to speak after letting out a low chuckle,
" Living their best life? What do you know about them? Have you any idea that what have sister Isabella gone through in her life? She has a failure marriage, a broken family, a dead child and finally..she can never bore a child for her own.. Regarding Sister Jessie, she has spent half of her life in Inn without anyone's care. Talking about Cedric, I bet that he doesn't even know what is love, exactly..Is that what you call living a best life? Now tell me, Grandpa. Are they repaying enough for your daughter's death or you believe that Mother Jasmine would have wished this lives for her children?"
Ayra's words left the old man in speechless. Tears prickled from the corner of his eyes when he realized that how miserable those children were without the presence of their mother in their lives.
The ropes around Ayra dropped down on its own and she noticed the tear in grandpa's eyes. She regretted for being too harsh on him but she needed to spill out those words in order to get the information.
The stubborn old man looked away to hide his tears and secretly wiped the corner of his eyes asking again,
" What do you want to know from me?"
Ayra rubbed on her forearms and stood up from the chair, approaching him from back slowly. Her eyes laid on his back, asking in a deep, curious voice,
" I just want to know the truth from you, Grandpa. First of all, where is the mother's grave? Secondly, if it wasn't Cedric with you inside the room, who was it then? I see no difference between him and Cedric."
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