The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 231

Chapter 231: Watch Your Mouth

Drayce observed the conflicted emotions on the young woman’s face.

"Your master, Erich Winfield, also stands by that belief—that any patient must be treated without bias. But," Drayce paused, as if to highlight the importance of this matter, "but the delegates in this summit should be an exception. Nothing in this summit is a coincidence or an accident. Unless it is an unexpected life-and-death situation in front of you, I advise you to seek our opinions first, before interacting with others.

"The King of Thevailes is related to the attack that happened in that temple. Thevailes is hostile to Megaris and Abetha, and both kingdoms are allies of Griven. With such a relationship, it is suspicious their servants asked for you. You are probably lured by them due to your performance in the temple. You are a Black Witch with divine power, and it’s more important for you to be careful."

Oriana felt speechless. She was merely a commoner, a human at that, before all these happened and thus her way of thinking was simple. It seemed that this new world she entered—a world where royals battle with wits, and supernatural beings fight with power—was beyond anything she imagined it to be.

"Tell me everything that happened from the moment you stepped inside that mansion. Do not leave even a single detail."

Oriana obediently narrated everything to him, and she even told him about the time she spent with Rosetta.

"Lady Rosetta?" Drayce repeated, puzzled. From Oriana’s description, she must be a noble lady with a high status, but he could not recall any high-ranking official with such a name. "What’s her position or title?" _{freewёbnoνel.com}

"Umm, I am not sure, but she seems to have the authority to even challenge a knight. Seems like everyone obeyed her words there."

"Just by checking your pulse she got to know you are a woman?"

"Yes."

"Did you sense anything unusual around her?"

"You mean magic?"

"Yes, the same type of feeling you get from me and Martha—the resonance of our race.""

Oriana shook her head. "I didn’t. If I had sensed anything, I would not be so foolish to enter in the first place."

"Alright." Drayce nodded, somewhat deep in thought. "What happened, happened, but now, you are not allowed to leave the mansion without our permission. Especially if you are going to the guest mansion of Thevailes."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"You may withdraw. I’m sure Martha is impatient to talk with you."

Oriana smiled, looking a little tired. "I am thankful for the generosity, Your Majesty, but I have recovered. His Highness is correct. I am his personal aide. As long as I wear this uniform, it should be him, my master, who I should be serving. I should return to my job as his attendant."

’You have recovered, but my friend is in a bad state because of you.’ Drayce sighed inwardly. "Your master will summon you when you are needed. Go now."

Oriana could not disobey Drayce’s order.

Once she left, Drayce went to Arlan’s bedchamber. The moment the red-eyed king entered the chamber, eyes flickering between gold and red were glaring at him. "What took you so long to send her away?"

Arlan was in the lounge area, frustration all over his face. The golden scales on his skin were yet to fade, his hands gripping the arm leaving deep imprints in the wood.

Drayce raised a brow at him. "We reversed our roles today. I’m not used to playing the sympathy card while you do the tough approach. I just realized how hard it is to play nice."

"That’s why I am the one good at interrogation, and not you."

"You play the devil well."

"You hardly count as an angel."

Shaking his head at their banter, Drayce sat on the chair opposite Arlan. "Are you alright?"

"Can’t you see already?" Arlan sounded annoyed.

"She is gone. You will be fine."

"Fine you say?" he scoffed mockingly. "Do you know what happened just now?"

"What?"

"I wanted to disappear the moment I stepped out of the study so that I could get as far as I could from her, but that thing didn’t allow it! For the first time, he stopped me from using my powers to disappear. He wanted us to go back to her. I had to drag myself away with so much difficulty with the help of Imbert—"