The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 296

Chapter 296: Spatial Magic

The next morning, Oriana followed the same schedule. It was the last day of the summit conference and the next day was the royal ball. _{ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com}

As usual, Oriana’s task was attaching the accessories to Arlan’s clothes. Despite not wanting to, her mind wandered towards the immodest dream she had last night.

’Get a grip on yourself, Ori,’ she rebuked herself. ’You are not a pervert, are you?’

As she pursed her lips, she raised her gaze, only to find the prince looking at her. He raised a brow as if to ask if she wanted to say something. With a guilty conscience, she lowered her gaze.

She actually dared to dream about kissing the prince!

’If I am not a pervert, then what am I?’

"Anything the matter?" he asked in a casual manner.

"N-Nothing, Your Highness!" Oriana shook her head. As guilty as she was, she could not dare look him in the eye as she said those words.

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After finishing her morning meal and work, Oriana went to the second floor with the same excuse she always made and no one dared question her, even if her behavior did make them puzzled.

’There are only two days left until the summit is officially over. Though we may stay for a few more days afterwards as royal guests, it probably won’t take longer than a week. I don’t have much time left.’

Today, she was determined to ask her teacher to teach her spatial magic. Aside from learning how to handle black nightshade as an ingredient in potion-making, having the ability to carry objects undetected was a skill she needed more than anything to complete her main goal in coming to Othinia.

She called for Rosetta and both of them went to their secret training ground outside the royal palace.

"You have a certain look in your eye that I don’t like," Rosetta said as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Do you have anything to say, my dear apprentice?"

"Please teach me spatial magic and potion-making," Oriana answered.

"What, you want to learn the spatial shift spell?" Rosetta commented with a look of scorn.

Oriana shook her head. "No, not spatial shift. I know I cannot learn teleportation yet. I want to focus on the minor spell of creating spatial pockets as a means to carry things around. I am aware that spatial shift is one of the highest-ranking spells under spatial magic and it can’t be learned in just a single lesson. One mistake and a person can lose a hand or a leg when teleporting. It takes a lot of time to master it."

Rosetta chuckled, "So you know your capability. A witch as untalented and incompetent as you will probably take decades to understand the concept of teleportation, forget about executing it."

Oriana said nothing as she was getting used to the insults thrown her way by her teacher. As long as she was gaining benefit from her teaching, she didn’t mind those cruel words either.

"So you want to learn how to create spatial pockets. Seems like you are in dire need of it?" Rosetta mused as she studied the younger woman’s expression. "Unfortunately, that’s impossible for you."

Oriana frowned. "How can you say it’s impossible?"

"You are yet to even understand the natural elements, but a stupid person like you wants to skip the foundational truths and aim for the more complicated law of space? That’s beyond stupidity."

But Oriana was unyielding.

"Teacher, please teach me how to make spatial pockets. If I really cannot understand it by the end of today’s lesson, then that will be me wasting my opportunity to learn. I will accept that I’m really not good enough and focus on potion-making."

Rosetta was mildly curious about her student’s sudden shift in behavior. Yesterday, this little rebel even turned arrogant enough to challenge her authority.

’How come this roughneck was showing humility so unlike her?’

There was only one way to find out.

"Since you are begging me so pitifully, then I guess I have no choice. I will start teaching you the basics of spatial magic today. If I see you struggle to comprehend spatial laws, then we will move on to potion-making."

Oriana gave an inward sigh of relief. If the witch had refused, then it would be highly difficult for her to get black nightshade without Arlan discovering her possession of banned herbs.