The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 143

The day passed by just like that without her stepping out of her chamber even for her meals, and this worried her servants.

The next day, Ember also requested for her morning meal to be brought inside her bedchamber. Unlike the routine she followed for the past few days, she did not go to her study and merely decided to stay in her room once again.

Ember was not in the mood to play with her pet and simply sat by the window while looking outside. After Clio cleared the table of the empty plates, she finally asked, “Miss, are you not heading to read in your study today?”

Seeing her shake her head, Reya had an idea. “Oh, Miss, how about you go on a stroll in the garden? The weather is pretty good today.”

“I am fine,” Ember replied indifferently.

Reya thought to give it another try with a nice excuse. “Miss, you cannot be like this. Think about Ray. See, since you are staying cooped up like this, she is also staying inside her cage only and not going out. This is not good for her health. She needs to go out and fly about. She needs fresh air and sunlight. If her master won’t go out, she won’t either.”

Ember looked at the tiny bird and finally agreed after some thought. “Fine.”

Both Reya and Clio cheered when Ember stood up, proud that they persuaded their spiritless master to leave her chamber. Reya went to the cage and held out her hand. “Ray, did you hear that? Let’s go out! Come, time to play with the Miss.”

Ray immediately hopped out of her cage and perched on Reya’s hand, letting out an excited chirp that somehow eased Ember’s mood. Together with her servants and pet, Ember went down towards the main garden of the palace. Along the way, Ember watched her pet flying in front of them as if she was guiding their way, letting out singsong-like chirps that caused even the passing palace servants to crack a smile._.

A small smile appeared on Ember’s lips, seeing her cheerful pet. It was the correct decision to follow Reya’s suggestion.

Feeling the warmth of the sun against her skin, Ember could not deny that she felt much better after coming out into the garden. The scenery from her window was beautiful, but still, it was better to experience the beauty of nature up close, walking along the plants and trees, hearing the sound of the leaves rustling and smelling the scent of full blossoms.

With Ray as their guide, they soon reached the part of the garden that had a small stream. To cross it, one had to use a beautiful log bridge wrapped in vines, and on the other side of the garden, there was a lovely gazebo surrounded by pretty ornamental plants everywhere.

“Shall we head there, Miss?”

“Miss, careful, the vines on the trellis might rip your skirt.”

Feeling the soft breeze against her face, Ember let out a delicate laugh at her servant’s nagging, once again thankful she listened and went out to the garden.

In a certain room located on the other side of the garden, the King was listening to the reports of his aides when he found himself momentarily distracted. He smelled that particular scent coming from his mate in the direction of the window.

‘Seems like she has finally come out.’

Part of Yula’s daily routine was to keep him informed of his mate’s whereabouts. He was aware that Ember had refused to go out since yesterday, preferring to stay in her chamber even at the urging of her servants.

‘It’s good. Instead of meeting her in an enclosed place, better to meet her outside and talk about her dream.’

“….Your Majesty, your interrupted visit from yesterday, are we returning to Peleg? Or do you want to follow the schedule and head to the next city? Would you like us to inform the Moon Elves…”

“Arrange that for later. You all are excused,” Draven interrupted them and stood up.

The aides lowered their heads to their king and saw him leave his study. Their king was spontaneous, doing whatever and whenever he felt like it on a whim. Leaving a meeting midway was not something new for them to see. They knew the matters related to the kingdom didn’t interest him much. But then again, his existence as a King of Agartha was a symbol of protection, and it was more than enough to keep any troubles in the kingdom away.

Draven came out of his study and walked towards the open corridor leading out to the vast garden. Following her sweet scent, it didn’t take him much time to find her. His mate was standing on the wooden bridge while looking at the water below and chatting with her companions.

Even from a distance, his sharp gaze could see every detail of her frail-looking figure. She was pointing at the water, seemingly interested in the water lilies on the small stream. Her expression was bright, a complete contrast from what he had seen of her after she had that nightmare.

‘She looks better, as Leeora said. Gifting her that bird was a good decision.’