Chapter 83: Chapter 83: Not Infertile


    "I don''t have any other method. I can, however, lessen the pain, since her leg has been deformed, it must have been painful from time to time. Isn''t that so, Princess?" Matoa asked Swan, and thetter nodded weakly.


    "I-it''s usually more painful during winter, or anytime the air is getting colder," Swan revealed honestly. She hated winter in the Holy Achate because her leg would ache painfully on top of enduring whatever punishment or torment Aria gave her.


    "Then, I can give you a topical medicine to bring heat to your leg. Use it daily, and the pain should be numbed," Matoa advised.


    "T-thank you, Doctor. I appreciate it." Swan was a bit sad that she couldn''t be cured of her crippledness, but she had long epted her fate, and a medicine that helped to numb the winter pain was more than enough for her.


    Unlike Swan, Gale was left unsatisfied. He crossed his arms before saying, "I don''t appreciate this. I bring you here to cure my mate''s leg, not to give her a cream to numb her pain."


    "That''s the only thing I can do, Gale," Matoa sighed. "I told you, the only other way to help her is to bring her to the Sacred Selene Lake in spring, and hope that the Moon Goddess will bless her."


    Gale pursed his lips as he was both frustrated and disappointed. He also felt guilty because he promised Swan he would cure her leg, but Matoa was the only doctor who saved him from the brink of death.


    "Turns out you''re not the famous miracle doctor," Galemented, and Matoa didn''t seem to be phased.


    Swan quickly interrupted him, "Don''t say that to the doctor, Gale. He is just trying to help me. B-besides, I''m fine with this. I-I''ve been living my life like this for twenty years. So..."


    "No, I want you to be cured," Gale insisted. "I will find another healer. I''m sure there must be someone out there who can heal you."


    "Well, it seems that I''m not needed anymore here. I will pack up and return to my pack," Matoa said as he got up from the chair. Gale didn''t try to stop him, it was Swan who did.


    "Doctor, wait!"


    "Yes, Princess?"


    Swan nced at Gale who was also waiting for her to continue, thus she asked, "You may not be able to cure my leg, b-but, can you cure my infertility?"


    "Infertility?" Matoa frowned. "What makes you think that you are infertile, Princess?"


    "You need to leave now," Gale quickly caught Swan''s intention and had to halt the conversation immediately or else, Swan would think that they were not...


    But Swan didn''t want to stop. She had to know because she had been praying nonstop to Goddess Asmara without a result.


    Thus, she ignored Gale and blurted, "Gale and I have been uhm... mating almost every single day for about five months, and I am yet to conceive his offspring. I don''t think Gale is infertile, so the problem must be with me."


    "You don''t need to answer her question. Just leave," Gale repeated, which almost sounded like a warning.


    Matoa was aware of Gale''s curse, as he was the one who treated him when he was on the brink of death and the one who gave him medicine to numb the pain, though it didn''t seem to be as effective now as his curse worsened every year.


    He also knew about the curse that forbade him from ever finding out his true mate, making him unable to identify her. It was the price of his overwhelming strength.


    It seemed that Gale intentionally kept his first mate in the dark about his condition.


    Matoa felt Swan''s pulse, and said immediately, "You are not infertile, Princess, You are healthy, though a bit too thin for your age. But you can conceive." He shifted his gaze fo Gale and added, "Neither of you is infertile. The Beast King should be able to produce as many offspring as he wants, but his curse forbids him from ever identifying his fated one, and though it''s just my theory, I think the only way for him to find out is by producing offspring. I''m sure his fated one would get pregnant the moment the Beast King mated with her for the first time."


    "Forgive me for saying this, Princess. But I don''t think you are his fated mate,"


    Matoa said as he gutted thest hope Swan had in her heart.


    "GET OUT!" Gale finally snapped. "I don''t need you to tell my mate about stuff like that. Get out now!"


    "I will give you a jar of topical cream to help you numb the pain, Princess, and I''ll also prescribe the


    ingredients, so you can ask the


    doctor in this kingdom to makeets


    wheel


    for you," Matoa said before looked at Gale again with. annoyance. He bowed politely, "Please excuse me, Your Majesty."


    "T-thank you for telling me the truth, doctor," Swan smiled bitterly and watched the


    old wolf doctor slowly step out of the room and close the door.


    Gale gritted his teeth, "What nonsense was he spouting? You don''t need to believe him, Swan."


    Gale was worried Swan would cry as the chance of them being a fated mate was close to zero. But what he saw was a rity in Swan''s eyes,bined with a bitter, yet epting smile.


    "It''s okay. I''ve long guessed it," Swan stated. "I just need confirmation from someone more knowledgeable."


    Gale kneeled next to the bed and held her hand, "Nobody truly has knowledge of the curse except myself, and I can assure you that Matoa is just spouting


    nonsense. You are my true mate, my only one. I promise."


    "I don''t need to be lied to, Gale,"


    Swan replied "And you don''t need to save yourself for me. You are the Beast King, and the curse dictates you to mark as many women as possible. You should do that instead so you can find your fated mate eventually."