Draven had not been inside the palace. He was in another region within the Forest of Elves on official business.
Though he was more a king in name, from time to time, Draven would visit the various cities within the kingdom for inspection. It was in fact a loose schedule of sorts arranged by his aides and the members of the council, but after having brought in a human outsider as his mate, he thought it would be a good time to do his inspection rounds now. It was both to tour around and to show his face to his subjects as a favor to the council.
A couple minutes ago, he was talking with High Elder Halifax, being entertained with tea and snacks in Peleg, the city of the Moon Elf Clan, when he suddenly felt a strong pull that urged him to go back to his palace and see Ember. It was as if he could feel something was being triggered within her.
It was strange. Even without having any idea of what occurred, he remembered how he intuitively knew that something was wrong with her. Thus, he returned to the palace in an instant. His guess was that it was the magic in the bond between them that informed him of her situation.
All he could think of was to drop everything and go back to her at once. And so, he did. He gave a brief promise of return to Halifax before leaving Peleg. When he appeared in the southwest wing of the palace, he easily found her scent along with the presence of another man who he recognized as Morpheus.
When he appeared inside her study, he saw Ember and Morpheus on the balcony with his little mate surrounded by butterflies, standing with her eyes closed in deep focus. A fierce raging energy rose from her body, and the next moment, he realized that the air in the balcony was seemingly filled with sparks. The butterflies flying around her were set ablaze like dried paper leaves..
Everything was so fast and sudden that neither Draven nor Morpheus could stop or react to it.
‘I didn’t expect this to happen. Both Cornelia and I confirmed that she has a seal on her. Does that mean she could wield that fire I saw in my dreams despite the seal?’ he could not help but wonder. This all happened because she was unaware of her powers and could not properly control it. ‘Is it because marking her or our shared bond has affected her seal, diminishing the suppression it has on her power?’
Draven recalled the warning of the Head of the Witches, about the possibilities and the dangers of the powers Ember possessed. What happened today was something to be expected; however, he didn’t realize an accident would happen this soon. He shouldn’t have let his guard down, thinking nothing troublesome would happen to her since she was busy reading the books in her study.
‘I need to see that eagle and know what exactly happened. He must have told her things, or else, there’s no reason for her to try using her powers.’
As he had those thoughts, a frown appeared on his cold face.
‘Moreover, what was that eagle doing in my residence?’
Draven remembered warning that man to stay away from the palace, but that stubborn eagle kept showing up again and again.
In the room next door, the two elf servants entered bringing snacks with them. Not knowing what had happened, Clio and Reya were surprised to find Ember not holed up inside her study.
“Where did Miss Ember go?”
“Perhaps she returned to her chamber to rest.”
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