The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 150

Ember regained her consciousness late in the afternoon. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a familiar place, her own bed-chamber. She stared in a daze for who knows how long at the white ceiling before snapping back to her senses.

‘Huh? Wasn’t I in the garden…?’

From the bright sunlight coming through her windows, she realized it was quite late in the day.

‘Why am I sleeping at this hour?’ She tried to move but then felt a slight tingling pain in the crook of her neck. Her hand touched the smooth skin out of reflex. ‘Why is it hurting?’

Memories of what happened before she went unconscious came flooding her mind and she gasped in shock.

‘What was that? Did I really? Did he…we…his chamber…on bed….what were we…’ Ember felt lost at first, even denying reality, but a sense of growing shame made her groan the more she felt convinced the memories she had were real. ‘Why did I act like that again? Why do I keep losing my mind like this?’

She sat in bed while burying her flushed face in her hands, her embarrassment making her cheeks grow hotter after recalling everything that happened in the garden when she met the King. From the normal conversation they initially had to her showing her clumsy side once again. The King saved her, even teased her, and then what happened after that…

She remembered him asking her about his scent and for her to remain sane. He also questioned her about them being mates and then…and then…

While recalling that vivid experience of intimacy, her hand involuntarily moved towards her neck once more. ‘Why did he bite me again?’

Just then, a polite knock caused Ember to let out a startled gasp. Her heart was beating so fast, that one of her hands flew over her pounding chest to try to calm herself._.

The door of her chamber opened and three female elves with blue hair entered. The shortest yet most senior of them, Yula, entered first followed by the two younger Moon Elves who had strangely pleased expressions on their pretty faces. Ember stared at them with a puzzled look, but the three merely smiled at her as they approached.

“Miss Ember, did you have a good nap?” Yula asked after clearing her throat.

Ember nodded while still being confused about why her servants were sharing secretive smiles between themselves.

“How did I come back here?” She remembered the last moments before she went unconscious and she was sure she was inside King’s chamber, on his bed, and they were very close–

“His Majesty brought you here,” Yula answered.

‘So he brought me here,’ she repeated in her mind and then looked at her servants once again. Reya and Clio were smiling at her, but there was something else to those smiles, one she could not figure out. Their faces looked a little pink, as if they were holding back laughter–no, they were watching something exciting yet embarrassing. Their gazes lingered on her body.

‘They are staring at my neck,’ she realized.

Feeling self-conscious, Ember touched her neck again, where the tingling pain continued to remind her of the King. ‘Do they know he bit me again? No, even if they do, it’s not like His Majesty had bitten me for the first time. I don’t think this is funny, so why are they smiling?’

Yula noticed her discomfort and looked at the two young elves. “Reya, Clio, why don’t you two prepare an afternoon snack for the Miss? Oh, forget that, she must be hungry after missing a meal. Have the kitchen prepare a few hot dishes.”

“Yes, Dame Yula.”

The two servants left to follow her instruction. As soon as they closed the door behind them, Yula poured water into a glass and carried it to Ember who was still in bed. “Have some water. You must be thirsty.”

Ember accepted it as she felt her throat was dry. “Thank you.”

Once Ember finished drinking water and returned the empty glass to Yula, the elf put it on the bedside table and turned to look at Ember. The human girl had a troubled expression, her forehead creased and her hands gripping the sheets as if she had a lot of things going on in her mind.

“Miss Ember, are you alright?” Yula asked with concern.

Ember simply looked at Yula but shook her head. She was having complicated thoughts and didn’t know how to voice them out right now.

As if Yula could see through her, she smiled gently. “Do you want me to listen to you and help you straighten your thoughts, or do you wish to ask me about something? In my experience, Miss, I’ve learned that people tend to feel better after sharing their troubles with another.”

“Am I not being a bother?” the human girl asked while looking at the mature elf. “I’m sure you’re busy.”

“Feel free to talk to me, Miss. I happen to have spare time today so I can answer your questions.”