Chapter 438: Sometimes history repeats itself
Azura sat on the sofa and poured herself some drink before raising her gaze.
"Let’s start with you first. I am sure you already know your mother was a white witch, and that’s why you were born a mixed-breed witch. At that time it was well known that your mother was one of us sisters, but she was just our cousin. Your mother married the dark witch king and you were born, she died because she got sick in your loss. There was no mystery regarding this, or none that I know of," Azura started with the light things.
She flickered her gaze to Nathaniel who was now standing near the window.
When he didn’t say anything, she started speaking again.
"The tale of three sisters is our tale. Arizona, Azura, and Azrael. I am the youngest of them all. Azrael is the second daughter while Arizona is the eldest daughter of our mother Rebecca Minerva," Azura sighed.
"When your mother died, the kingdom needed a new queen, and thus, I was selected for the purpose," Azura sighed.
Azura had always been interested in dark magic and its practices from her childhood.
When their mom saw that, she wanted to protect their image since how can a dark witch be formed in the house of white witches?
When Azura turned 12, it was their mother only who turned her into a dark witch by making her drink blood while performing a spell. That was also the reason blood was sacred to the white witches and was asked to be used with caution.
"My sister Arizona was already in love with King Eros, but the king didn’t want another white witch and a baby with her only to ruin their life like he had to do with you," Azura continued.
"I already know this part of the story, Queen Azura. I want to know about Azrael. If she is your sister, why is her name never mentioned in meetings or annual balls like yours and Arizona’s? Why is so little known about her?" Nathaniel asked.