The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 194

Ember’s fingers nervously clutched into her skirt as her conviction wavered. Before he arrived, she was thinking about telling him what happened between her and Morpheus, but his sudden appearance made her question whether this would be good for their budding relationship or not.

“Ah, yes…I want to say something…”

She tried to keep herself calm, wanting to talk about the situation with him clearly though she was shaking in fear. Not getting a reply from him scared her, but…

Draven’s face became icy cold as he watched the various conflicting emotions appear on her face. Seeing her look like she had committed a sin, his imagination ran wild, guessing what she had done.

“Tell me,” she heard Draven say, his eyes frosty cold as his voice held not even an ounce of emotion.

Feeling dread crawling up her spine, Ember closed her eyes and forced herself to confess.

“Kiss! We k-k-kissed! I don’t know how it happened—”

Before she could say more, Draven disappeared from the balcony, and the shock mixed with her guilt made her knees wobble; she needed to hold onto the railing to keep herself upright.

“Your Majesty?” Her eyes turned teary as she looked around the empty balcony. “W-Where did he go…?”

Draven was a man who seldom showed his real emotions to others. His cold expression was something that scared most people, even Ember, because it made him hard to read. It gave them the impression that he was constantly annoyed or that they were wasting his time.

Yet today…that cold mask broke.

His disappointment terrified her more than his anger.

Sadness weighed her down, thinking about his reaction to what she said.

‘Will he abandon me now?’ Fat tears rolled down her eyes. ‘I don’t want him to. He’s my only family. I want to be good to him, but instead… instead of being good to him…I-I shouldn’t have done anything that would hurt him…’

She felt like suddenly she was going to lose everything she gained, that she would be left alone once again.

‘What have I done? ‘

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Leaving Ember in the balcony of her study. Morpheus returned to the rocky peak at the southern side of the mountain range surrounding Agartha. It was the same mountain where his sister’s cave was located, the best place to calm him down from his current agitated state.

‘That little female…’

He kept recalling the same scene. He could not understand his own actions. He should have known better. Why did he allow himself to go that close to her? Why did he approach her… and feel regret that she refused to kiss him?

Morpheus sat at the edge of the cliff where he sat together with Ember when he brought her to this place. He never mentioned it to her, but this was his favourite spot where he would often sit and be lost in his thoughts while surrounded by the sea of clouds.

Remembering the admiration on Ember’s face as she appreciated the view, he could not help but be bothered by the empty space next to him, seemingly echoing the strange emptiness inside his heart.

However, even the sea of clouds wasn’t helping. The image of Ember up close, the brief brushing of their lips, and how he had to stop himself, all of them kept plaguing his mind. When they were on the balcony a while ago, her scent was really intoxicating and he could not stop himself from giving in to temptation.

‘It must be her scent, or else, there is no way I would do anything like this with someone with a mate. I have more dignity than that,’ he told himself. ‘Especially not that guy’s mate. I wanted to punish him, so I don’t think about her in that way. What I have for her is pity…and guilt for what I have to do in the future.

‘Not just her. No one should be able to affect me like this.’

He continued to deny what his heart was feeling, but the more he tried, the more he thought about her.

How close they were and how good it felt when he felt those delicate lips of hers against his. His heart started to beat faster, and he put his palm on it to calm it.

‘I should not think about her…I should not…’