Outside the cottage, Evanthe approached Ember. "You shall return to the palace, Ember."
"What's wrong with him? Is it really because I harmed him?" Ember asked, her voice trembling with concern.
Evanthe shook her head. "No. He has his reasons. Do not worry."
"What reasons?" Ember pressed.
"He has just lost his mind after that incident. That's the reason," Evanthe answered, then turned to Erlos. "Take her back to the palace."
"Ember, please," Erlos requested gently.
With no other choice, Ember left with Erlos.
Aureus and Cornelia stepped out of the cottage as well.
Evanthe turned to Aureus. "You should stay by his side. Just keep in mind, do not accept any of his unreasonable requests."
"I won't," Aureus assured her and returned inside.
Evanthe looked at Cornelia. "You should go and rest as well. He will be fine with Aureus around."
"He understands everything, and he might try to do something he shouldn't," Cornelia said, her worry evident.
"I will take care of it. Sierra and I are already trying to find a way out."
Just then, Silvia arrived. "Your Eminence, there is an urgent council meeting. You have been asked to be present."
Evanthe was taken aback. "These elders, they can't wait anymore."
"Lord Aureus has also been asked to be present," Silvia added.
Evanthe looked at Sierra. "You have to stay by Morpheus' side while we attend the meeting."
"I will."
"I do not have to tell you to ignore any of his reckless demands."
"Rest assured," Sierra replied confidently.
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Ember returned to the palace. Draven was in his study, where he had agreed to Elders' demand for an immediate council meeting.
He was leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed, seemingly conflicted about the upcoming Council meeting, knowing what challenges lay ahead.
"Draven," Ember said as she entered the study.
Draven, who would usually sense her presence even before she appeared, was so distracted that he hadn't noticed her arrival. He opened his eyes and looked at her, wondering if she knew what was going to happen in the council meeting.
With teary eyes, she walked to the other side of the desk to reach him. Worried, he held her hand and made her sit on his lap. "What happened?"
"Morpheus is awake."
"Shouldn't you be happy then?"
She shook her head, "I am happy but…when he woke up, he asked me to leave. He didn't want to see me," tears continued to roll down her eyes, "Does he hate me for hurting him? Or is he disgusted to see the see my scary side?"
He wiped her tears away with his fingers, "His mind and body have gone through a great ordeal. He is like a newborn person now. It will take time for his mind to think properly."
"Has he forgotten about me then?"
"It's alright," Draven tried to console her, guessing the reason behind Morpheus's behavior. freewebnøvel.com
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