The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 220

Chapter 220: Who Brought Me Here?

Before Drayce left for the day’s conference, he inquired about the situation of his friend’s mate.

"How is she?"

"She is still unconscious, Your Majesty," Martha answered.

Doubts appeared on the king’s face. "Is she with fever?"

"That is not the case," the woman politely responded. "According to Lord Yorian, there must be another factor that troubles her body, but we determined it is not related to her powers."

His brows furrowed. "Where is he now?"

"Lord Yorian has left to seek out clues from her room."

Drayce nodded before dismissing Martha. He would let Yorian first understand Oriana’s real situation before informing Arlan.

The King of Megaris had headed out by the time the ancient elf returned to their mansion. Yorian went to check on Oriana where he found Martha on the door, about to enter. Stepping inside the quiet chamber, they found the young witch still unconscious.

The morning sunlight filtered through the partially drawn curtains, casting a soft glow on that fragile figure clad in a white nightgown. A small crease could be found between her brows, her lips pale and dry. Her delicate face was framed with tresses of reddish blond hair that cascaded over the pillow, further highlighting her sickly complexion.

The sight of the pale and motionless Oriana made her resemble a wilting white lily, nothing short of a noble lady suffering from an ailment.

Martha moved to replenish the incense on the side, making sure the soothing fragrance would at least alleviate the pain Oriana was suffering from.

"Anything useful you found, Lord Yorian?"

Yorian pulled out a small pouch made of dark fabric. "This."

"What is it?"

"I am unfamiliar with this pill, but this child has quite a stock of this in her luggage. It ought to be related to her current situation." Yorian passed the pouch to Martha. She pulled out one pill and observed it. She smelled it and even tasted it which made her brows furrow.

In the past, Martha might not be Erich’s apprentice, but with their relationship, she had learned a thing or two from him about medicinal herbs. Not to mention, she was a witch who could create potions, she had enough knowledge to understand the use of this pill.

"She has been taking that herb?" Martha mumbled as she guessed the main ingredient of the pill. "Since she turned out this way, if I am not wrong, she must have been taking it for a long time."

"What is it?"

Martha briefly explained its usage, before adding, "It must be her last resort to not get caught when she is in a disguise as a man."

"No wonder she is like this," Yorian spoke as she looked at Oriana with a pitiful gaze.