The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 105

Afterwards, Ember was directed to her wardrobe room.

Ember blinked. ‘Is it just me or are there more clothes than yesterday’s?’

Yesterday, there were merely a handful of pretty dresses hanging on the racks attached by the wall, but now, it seemed that a dozen more clothes were added inside. Nightgowns, colourful casual dresses, even fancy dresses she remembered seeing in books, all of them were present. She could see some similar to the simple elf clothes Leeora gave her, while there were others that had delicate frills and ribbons. Meanwhile, the shelves contained accessories, shoes, and everything else that a proper lady needed to get ready.

Of course, for Ember who had lived a reclusive life in a mountain, many of these were things she had seen for the first time.

“What do you think, Miss Ember?” Yula asked, satisfied with the human’s look of awe. “Many of the girls had worked hard overnight to finish these dresses for you.”

“What? I’m sorry to have bothered—”

Reya chuckled at the sides. “Oh, Miss Ember. You do not know how happy everyone was making these dresses for you. We don’t know your taste so we made one of each style. We will be extremely happy to see you wear them.” _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}

Ember blushed shyly. “Everyone’s nice to me. They’re all beautiful. Thank you.”

“No, we should be the one thanking you, Miss,” Clio said this time. “It is our honour to serve you.”

Ember was then directed towards the tall mirror placed on one side with a wooden stand supporting it. She sat on the wooden stool placed in front of it and Reya and Clio began to work on her long hair.

‘Hmm? What are they doing?’

The elf servants were holding a strange metal item in their hands. They had put a grainy powder inside that container, and after lighting it up, it emitted a warm fragrant smoke. While one was gently brushing her long mahogany hair, the other was holding that container close to her head, moving it back and forth.

‘It’s…hot? Are they drying my hair? Why can’t they just rub it with a towel? These people really do strange things,’ she could not help but think, unaware that what they were doing was considered normal among ladies of nobility.

Once her hair was dry, Yula approached after spending some time on the racks of clothes. She pulled out a long dress for her. “This will look really nice on you, Miss Ember. What do you think of changing into this today?”

Ember looked at the dress through the mirror and her eyes widened.

Pretty? No, the dress was more than pretty. What Yula had in her hand was an elegant layered dress with loose sleeves and delicate pale blue fabric hugging the body. Clusters of white flowers were embroidered on the chest area, and those small flowers were stitched on the flowy floor-length skirt as well, making it look as if it’s a dress of a fairy princess who had emerged from a flower garden.

To her eyes, she had never seen a more beautiful dress. It was just like those she read in those fairytale books but…she was not sure if she could handle wearing it. It looked light and dainty, the type of dress that if she missteps would probably tear from the slightest force. Not to mention that long skirt that would drag on the floor.