Life Becomes Duke's Beloved
Contract With Witches

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"Yes?" Orlando is ready to listen to what Bastian is going to say.

"You have to get your mother to agree to marry my father as soon as possible. And with that, my father will be your guardian. Until you grow up."

"Are you sure your father wants to?" ask Orlando. He might be able to force Abela to do so. For mutual reasons. Or whatever it is. But Orlando could force Armand.

"You're right ... I didn't think I'd get there" Bastian said, avoiding Orlando's gaze.

"What is your father's advantage in marrying him anyway?" ask Orlando again.

Bastian doesn't want to answer anymore. He didn't want to say things that he shouldn't have said to this little boy. Although Bastian was sure Armand didn't mind that. With or without marriage, Armand will definitely become 'Father' Orlando. And Bastian believes Armand will do anything for it.

But Bastian just wants to encourage Orlando to talk to Abela. It was possible, their relationship would change slightly after speaking. Since Bastian was convinced a little, Orlando must have cared about Abela. And Abela, it's clear as if she's ready to do anything for Orlando.

"You're just gonna have to tell him to convince dad. You don't have to do it" replied Bastian calmly.

"You sure that woman wants to?" ask Orlando again.

"We won't know if we don't try." Bastian looked at Orlando's thinking face. Orlando is just a thirteen-year-old boy.

"You should know Orlando ..." said Bastian slowly. "My loss cannot exceed your loss. But I feel it too."

Bastian was silent for a moment. As he looked at Orlando dodging his gaze. Bastian did not intend to make Orlando feel guilty for releasing all his anger on Bastian. Bastian just wanted Orlando to know if he was on his side.

"Father also ... there is something I have not told you," said Bastian slowly. He seemed to think for a while before continuing.

"The first time my father found out, he almost killed him" Bastian said.

Bastian waited for Orlando's reaction after hearing that. Orlando had been quiet for a long time. Bastian sighed softly. I don't know why his fingers are more attractive than anything right now.

"Then ... Why would he doubt?" mumbled Orlando without moving his lips. Making Bastian turn to her, study Orlando's facial expressions.

"Because you don't know anything. Can you imagine what would happen if my dad did it? You'll hate him and he won't have a chance to protect you again" Bastian explained, he finally explained it to Orlando.

Orlando looked at Bastian after hearing what Bastian said. I don't know why he feels sentimental. To Orlando, Armand was a father figure he did not have. And his presence made Orlando feel safe. Orlando wondered if everything would change if his mother was gone?

Orlando, feel a little discouraged. Although Bastian always comes to try to talk to him as usual. Still the anxiety is getting bigger and bigger. He was afraid that Armand or Bastian might one day walk on his back. And in the end he will live alone. This time, he decided to hope again.

"I'll try to talk to the woman" Orlando said at last.

Bastian finally got up from his seat and walked over to Orlando. Patted his shoulder twice.

"It was a good decision" Bastian said.

"May I borrow that monster for a second?" bastian asked as he extended his hand.

Orlando refused. But in the end give Mossie to Bastian. Who deftly stroked the cat as well.

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Abela never knew, after all this time she would hear someone nag her again. Rewelin came early in the morning to his room and started a tirade with tears hanging from the corner of his eyes.

Abela was finally able to calm Rewelin down and make him sit down and drink tea. Abela was quite surprised to find out that Rewelin had been trying to meet her all this time. But of course Armand wouldn't allow it.

"I don't understand, why did Armand lock you up like this?" asked Rewelin softly after she regained her composure.

"You sure? What about the first expedition?" tanga Rewelin again. Why haven't I seen her since.

"That's because I was kidnapped and so on" Abela said trying to keep her eyes on Rewelin.

"But still, how could you possibly be that cold. Not even writing a letter to me." Rewelin stared ferociously at Abela and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

Abela grimaced to see it. He hasn't thought about Rewelin lately. All Abela thought about was Orlando, Bastian, Armand and of course his wandering body being possessed by Wilhelm's daughter. And what the princess did. How he can survive not moving bodies anymore. How could he survive being inside Abela's rotting body.

"Have you heard anything about Lyra?" ask Abela.

"You heard that too? The delegation from Wilhelm came to retrieve his body from the magic tower. My husband said, somehow the princess doesn't seem to be breathing. Is it possible that Lyra is dead?" Rewelin spoke without pause.

"If he's gone, why did they take the body to the magic tower?" ask Abela again.

"That's everybody's question. And do you know Abela, the cardinal has also disappeared."

Abela raised her eyebrows. The cardinal? he did not know which one was this cardinal. He never met her. At least since he possessed Abela's body.

"You don't know who he is? He proposed the marriage of Armand and Lyra's daughter" Rewelin said.

"Why? What benefit did he get from that?" ask Abela marketing.

"There is a rumor that says if the cardinal is the king's uncle. When the previous king was in power, there was someone claiming to be his sister."

"And that guy's a cardinal?" Abela is quite washed away with the Rewelin story.

"Yes, you're right. Although it was never proven," said Rewelin again.

"It makes sense then," Abela murmured recalling the conversation of the black-robed people that made Lyra plunge into her body at that moment.

"What makes sense?" ask Rewelin.

"If he wants the king's throne, he's been in office the longest. The king had two princes, then there was Armand and Bastian. It only makes sense that she gave me a miscarriage at the time. Making the possibility of the distance of the heir to the throne even greater."

"You sure what you're saying now?" ask rewelin.

"And if he wishes immediately to be king ...." Abela stopped her words.

Rewelin swallowed his saliva nervously. "He must kill everything .." said Rewelin lirih.

"I'm sure he doesn't work alone" Abela said calmly.

"I got nervous. What would happen if there was a revolution?" Rewelin bit his fingernails.

"Calm ... That thing hasn't happened yet. I'm sure the King and Armand didn't let that happen." Abela drinks her tea.

Abela doesn't want to think about that now. There were many things he had to do to get back to where he was. And somehow the more days he felt the problem was getting more complicated.

Abela sighed softly. His head hurts. Maybe his body is not fully recovered. Abela turned her head towards the door as someone knocked on her from outside. If the guard lets the person knock on the door, it means that the one who knocks on the door is not a stranger.

"What is Duke Armand?" tanya Rewelin looked annoyed.

Abela shook her head and told the waiter to open the door. When the door opens. Abela saw Orlando hugging Mossie with a clumsy expression. Bastian followed behind him.

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