Ever since Draven left, Ember could not be at peace. When she sought to find him afterwards, she learned that none of the servants knew his whereabouts and he was nowhere to be found within the palace.
‘They say it’s common for him to disappear but…’
She continued to ask her servants if the King had returned to the palace, but every time they inquired, the answers they received from the other servants were disappointing. She wondered if she had angered the King so much that he left because he didn’t want to see her anymore.
‘No matter how I put it, the fact that I kissed another man is wrong. It’s my fault and that wouldn’t change. I can do nothing but apologize and make sure to make up to him. But why is he not returning yet?”
She lay in bed while thinking about him. It was nighttime, and the entire palace was quiet as everyone had gone to sleep, but she could not feel even an ounce of drowsiness.
‘Since it’s late, His Majesty has probably returned to sleep, right? But I don’t have anyone to ask. Reya and Clio went to sleep already,’ she thought and sat up in bed. ‘Shall I go to his chamber and personally check if he is back?’
Unless she got to talk to him, she knew she would not be able to get back her peace of mind.
Ember went out of her bedchamber and headed towards the southeast wing of the same floor where she knew his chamber was. The hallway was quiet, and other than her light footsteps and her own breathing, she could hear nothing else.
After what felt like a long time, she eventually reached her destination. She stood in front of the looming door of his chamber. The closed door of the King’s chamber felt especially intimidating the longer she stared, and she took several deep breaths to calm her nerves.
She knocked on his door three times.
“Your Majesty, it’s me, Ember. May I come in?”
She knocked once more.
“Uhmm, I have come here to talk with you…if it’s fine with you…”
However, there was still no response from beyond the door, and for a moment, she felt a brief flash of frustration.
‘Is he ignoring me or is he really just not inside?’
There was only one way to find out.
As she carefully entered the chamber, she found it lit with lamps but there was no one inside. The large canopy bed of the King was empty and even the bedsheet on it was neat which showed no one had climbed on the mattress ever since the servant made the bed.
‘It’s been so many hours since nightfall but he is still not yet back?’ Disappointment weighed her chest. ‘I thought he would have returned by now at least. Did I really anger him that much?’ fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
Unknown to her, she had been staring at the bed for some time, and memories of resting on this very bed flashed in front of her eyes. She remembered how woke up before and found herself in his embrace.
At that memory, her lips curved into a smile.
‘So comforting… it was as if all the pain I had felt till now had disappeared.’
She hadn’t really thought much of it before, but now that she had a chance to reflect on the past when she had gone unconscious due to the marking, she dreamed of someone staying by her side. Now that she could understand the things, she could conclude it was no dream but reality—her mate had remained by her side to be her source of comfort.
She tried to recall all of their interactions. Though not all of them were pleasant, most of them showed his goodwill though his way of showing goodwill was strange and awkward, as if…as if he was trying but he wasn’t used to acting that way. She probably annoyed him many times after she became his mate, but he had always, always been so patient with her.
‘He acts cold and indifferent, but it’s undeniable he cares.’
Ember wandered inside the chamber while observing each and everything, trying to feel his presence in them. Things he used in his daily life, decorations and items he collected based on his tastes, details that could tell her more of his personality, among others…
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