The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 189

With Ember engrossed in her worries, she didn’t realize a certain someone was approaching her after having spotted her form on the balcony from high up in the sky.

Morpheus had a big grin on his face at the thought of surprising her.

‘Good that I found you here, or I would have gone through that annoying Dragon to see you. It’s not like that will stop me, but I don’t want you to see both of us arguing and fighting. I don’t mind you thinking that dimwit is scary, but I can’t have you scared of me.’

Morpheus landed on the balcony with a flourish, the gust of wind he brought with him causing Ember’s brown hair to flutter about. “Hey, little female!”

Ember, who was lost in her own thoughts, was startled by his voice, and she almost jumped out of her skin. Upon seeing it was just Morpheus, she took deep breaths with her hand over her chest, trying to calm her crazily beating heart.

“Morph! You scared me!”

“Huh? I did?”

“Yes, you did!”

“But I always arrive from the sky this way?”

Ember pouted at his cheeky response. Her heart was still pounding, though at this point she was not sure whether it was because she was startled by the shapeshifter’s arrival or she was yet to recover after reading those erotic books.

Morpheus observed her red face, somewhat confused by the way she overreacted.

‘Did my arrival truly shock her this much? Why does she look…’ He couldn’t quite find the best word to describe it. ‘…different, maybe? Did something weird happen to her?’

However, the wind picked up at that moment and his nose caught a whiff of her sweet fragrance. He stared at her intently for a while.

‘She always smells good, like fresh flowers, but why is it so strong today? It hasn’t been a month since–wait, is she..?’

Morpheus was stunned when a strange thought popped into his mind. Due to his guess, he began noticing the signs she was letting out.

‘Damn, where is that idiot Dragon when he should be with his mate?! Such an ignorant creature! That dimwit can’t even take care of his mate!’

Unaware of his thoughts, Ember was confused to see him standing without saying a word.

“Morph, why are you here?”

Her own question surprised her. Normally, she would feel happy whenever he came to visit her. There was no particular reason, but this time, she felt a bit bothered to see him here.

He showed her the bundle of hide he was carrying. It was filled with familiar red orb-like fruits. “Ta-dah! Dragon Fire Fruits! I picked a lot of them for you. Yesterday, you liked them so…”

“Ah, thank you,” she said with a smile, but her response was a bit lacklustre from what he expected.

Morpheus placed the bundle of fruits on the stone railing of the balcony and stepped towards her, his expression showing concern.

“Are you not feeling well, Ember?”

Ember took a step back instinctively and averted her gaze from him. She looked overly nervous as she fiddled with her fingers, scratching the skin around her nails.

“Y-Yes! I am fine…”

Morpheus observed her for a bit and closed the remaining distance between them. He held her hand and checked her fingers. “Stop that. You are hurting yourself.”

The moment his hand touched hers, she felt as if she was electrocuted, and she tried to pull her hand back but he did not let go of his grasp.

“Did I? I didn’t realize–“

“Tsk. You have scratched your own skin and it’s almost bleeding.”