The next day, Ember started her day with great expectations. She had been informed that her magic teacher, a fairy who belonged to the Fire Fae, would be coming in and she looked forward to meeting her teacher after she had her morning meal.
Yula escorted her to the open area at the rear of the palace where a vast meadow was allocated to be her training grounds. Her lessons would be conducted in this place from this day onwards.
Just as they reached the training grounds, she saw the King talking to a red-haired woman, together with what seemed like an entourage of servants from both sides.
Yet Ember didn’t notice the woman, and neither did she see the others with them. The moment she stepped foot on that open area, all she could see was the King, her mate.
She only had him in her gaze and she found it difficult to move her attention away from him.
It was as if the world faded into a blur, and everything turned quiet to her. The other people disappeared from her sight and what remained in front of her was only that handsome man—her mate, who had a cold stern expression on his face as he talked to the person in front of him.
‘I want him to look at me…’
It was such a strong urge seemingly out of nowhere. She didn’t know what they were talking about— no, she didn’t even wish to know what, but she wanted him to turn around and pay attention to her and her alone..
As her mind focused on him, her loud heartbeats drowned the sounds around her, making her entirely deaf to be able to hear anything. She continued to look at him without even blinking once, having some unknown feelings appearing inside her heart.
Draven’s senses picked up the unique scent of his mate before she even arrived in the training grounds, that was why he was aware of the exact moment of her arrival even without looking at her. That was also the reason why he noticed her unwavering gaze on him that seemed to prick on his skin, causing him to turn tense despite having control over his urges.
When she stopped walking midway, he pivoted his body towards his little mate and stared her down, only to be surprised that she didn’t avert her gaze as she usually did; rather, her eyes boldly rested on his tall form.
“Miss Ember?” Yula called out when she also stopped moving together with her, but the human girl gave no response. She was lost in her thoughts upon seeing her mate face her.
Yula finally noticed how Ember and the King were transfixed at the sight of each other, and with a slight smile, the elf walked ahead towards the fairy in human form that was talking with the King. freewebnσvel.cѳm
Draven sauntered over to Ember, and the sound of her heartbeat drowned out all the little sounds around her. She could not help but try to gulp as her throat felt parched with each of his steps, her body coming under a spell of his making.
Unknown to her, she also began walking toward him and they met halfway, their eyes still not leaving each other’s gazes.
Yula greeted the red-haired Fire Fae and the two women smiled at what was going on around them. They tactfully left the mated couple alone and went off to the side, talking to each other.
“I believe that pretty young lady is my student, His Majesty’s mate?” the red-haired woman asked, and Yula nodded as they talked a few feet away from the couple. “The Fairy Queen had already told me she’s human, but it was so hard to believe without seeing her in person…”
Draven and Ember formed a world of their own, though he chose to stand from her with a certain distance in mind for his little mate to be not affected by his scent.
“How are you?” he inquired as he hadn’t talked to her since he bit her.
“Huh?” she said while blinking, and it was clear she could neither hear nor understand him.
“How are you?” he asked once again. “Are you alright?”
His firm and dignified manly voice became audible to her this time, and she snapped back into consciousness, becoming aware of her surroundings again.
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