The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 202

Draven appeared inside his mate’s bedchamber where he heard voices coming from one of the attached rooms. One was Reya’s, who was calling out for Ember, while the other voice belonged to his mate and she was letting out incomprehensible noises, as if she was in deep pain.

“Miss Ember, please stay strong! My cousin already called for the King…”

Reya’s voice was filled with anxiety, her voice breaking like she would cry anytime.

Draven hurried towards the side chamber, feeling his own chest tighten upon hearing the painful groans of his mate. He saw Ember lying on the floor curled into a ball, her hands clutching her chest and her body spasming uncontrollably. Her body was drenched in water and had no clothes on. Reya was next to her, holding a large towel in her hand.

Seeing the King, Reya moved back. “Y-Your Majesty, you are finally here…the Miss…”

Draven didn’t notice anyone but his mate. He strode towards her as the towel came flying towards him which he used to cover his mate and lifted her in arms.

However, Ember did not notice her surroundings, simply trembling in the immense pain she was feeling.

He carried her towards her bed and gently placed her on it. Her eyes were shut tightly but those painful groans were growing quiet, as if the pain was slowly disappearing. Draven covered her with the blanket so she wouldn’t feel cold.

It was the same thing happening with Ember, and this time, it looked intense.

“Bring Cornelia here,” he ordered the female servant who rushed out without looking back.

Not even a minute later, the Head of the Witches arrived in the chamber of the King’s mate. Draven moved away from the bed and looked at Cornelia. “You can check on her.”

Cornelia hurried towards Ember and sat at the edge of the bed. Magic swirled in her eyes as she observed Ember who was breathing roughly as she clutched her chest. Cornelia put her hand on her forehead and then closed her eyes.

A strange force filled the air as the witch casted a spell to determine what was wrong inside the human’s body. Small orbs of flames formed a large runic circle with Ember at the center.

Draven did not speak, and neither did the others in the chamber, causing the tense atmosphere to be suffocating. Though his red eyes showed no outward emotions, deep inside he was worried for her. He found himself feeling anxious after so long.

The two servants found themselves unable to leave the chamber, their worry for Ember overwhelming their fear for Draven. Amidst the nerve-racking situation, Yula also arrived there and stood next to the two servants.

Once Cornelia finished scrying through Ember, she retreated her hand from her forehead and stared at Ember with a worried gaze. By that time, Ember had drifted to a peaceful sleep.

“Miss Ember is exhausted so I advise that we leave and let her rest,” Cornelia said as she stood up. “Your Majesty, we can talk in your study.”

Draven nodded and looked at his mate only to hear Cornelia say, “She is merely asleep.”