Beast King'S Crippled Mate novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: Crippled Little Miss Swan

Swan sat on a stool while staring at herself in the mirror. Her frail and small stature was a sign of malnutrition, and the patchy, yellowing wedding dress made her look even more pitiful.

"Mm~ that wedding dress is too big for you. Don't you have another wedding dress?" Aria commented as she walked around the stool to inspect her older sister's dress. "Ew, what is this yellowing? It's so disgusting. Swan, I know you're ugly, but you can't meet that beast like this, what if he knows that you're just a lowly whore's daughter?"

"S-s-sorry, Aria…" Swan murmured. "T-this is the only dress left by my mother. I-I don't have anything else."

"So, this is a whore's dress? Ewww!" Aria quickly wiped her hand with a perfumed handkerchief and then threw it away. "Well, it can't be helped then. How about I give you one of my dresses?"

"I-I don't deserve–"

"Yep, you don't deserve any of my dress. One is worth more than your life anyway," Aria shrugged. She grabbed a wooden comb that Swan used to comb her short blonde hair. Aria stood behind the stool, grabbed a handful of Swan's hair and yanked it.

"Ah!" Swan grimaced in pain when her hair was pulled, but she dared not to fight back for it might have caused her greater pain.

"Since you're about to die–oops, I mean, to meet your husband today, I guess as your little sister, I should shower you with some of my sisterly love," Aria said as she roughly combed her half-sister's hair.

She got annoyed when she realized that Swan's hair was still silky-smooth despite not having the best hair care like her. She also hated that Swan's blonde hair shone even brighter than hers, so she told Swan to cut her hair short if she didn't want to be beaten.

'Should I just make her bald? Ah, no, I think it's too late for that. She's going to die anyway.'

Swan bit her lower lip, muffling any pain that almost came out of her lips when Aria kept on pulling her hair. She also tried her best to hold her tears, because Aria hated her tears.

Aria stared at Swan in the mirror and hated how this prostitute's daughter still had her beauty despite being constantly starved and malnourished.

"Aw, don't make that pained expression. You are already ugly, what if that Beast King gets disgusted because of your ugly face? You know how many people will die if he gets angry?" Aria said.

"S-s-sorry…" Swan muttered as she clenched her wedding dress.

"Stop playing with her, Aria."

Aria turned her head and saw her mother, Queen Anastasia at the door. She let go of Swan and happily pranced towards her mother, "I'm just giving her a bit of my sisterly love."

Queen Anastasia smiled at her daughter with a loving gaze, "I know you're a kind sister, but this is not the time."

But her gaze turned cold as she shifted her gaze at her stepdaughter, Swan, "Get up."

"Y-yes, Queen Mother…" Swan grabbed the wooden crutches next to her and used them to walk towards her stepmother.

She humbled herself by lowering her head, waiting for the order. Anastasia simply nudged on one of the crutches with her shoes and said, "Can you do something about this? I know you are just a sacrifice for the kingdom's safety, but you're too ugly, especially with these crutches. I'm afraid that savage beast will reject the offer."

"I-I'm sorry…"

"Sorry is not enough. Try to stand properly, like a real noble princess," Anastasia ordered, even though she knew that was not possible. She just wanted to make sure that Swan wasn't faking it.