The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 51

Then all of a sudden, it was as if a dam broke as the people started arguing.

“How dare you imply our King wants a human as a companion?”

“Are you delirious?”

“Someone beat up this lunatic!”

“W-What? Did I say anything wrong? I am just guessing too!”

“Use your head! Words are precious—once you say them, you can’t take them back! Are you asking to be killed and all your descendants to be killed? A devil falling for a human? Hah! Preposterous! You just insulted the King!”

“We know how cunning and treacherous humans can be. Our king will not favour them even if it’s a female.”

“That’s why I said I am just making a guess! Can you think of any other reason? Agartha has remained peaceful for so long, so why did the King break this unwritten rule for a single human female?”

“Perhaps…you are right. Maybe the human tricked the King—”

“It’s a child—”

“I heard she’s a young lady so she might be only feigning innocence—”

“What if—”

“—we can’t allow the King to fall for human’s tricks again!”

“Once was enough!”

Surrounded by chaos, Morpheus let out a bored sigh and rubbed his ear with a finger as if to say their chattering was annoying.

“Silence!!!”

The Chief’s loud voice resounded within the assembly hall, its imbued sonic power causing the walls to slightly shake. Though he controlled it to not hurt anyone, it still caused some weaker ones to suffer ringing sounds in their heads. However, his shout successfully calmed down the arguing leaders in attendance.

Agraleus glared at the leaders, especially the most hot-headed ones, before speaking, “We know nothing for sure, though I am pointing out that if His Majesty had truly taken a liking to that female, she should have stayed in his palace, not given to the elves in Ronan.”

Someone hurried to agree to it. “True. Don’t we know the King? He had never taken a liking to any female. The Fae, the Snow Elves, the Moon Elves, the mermaids—which of them aren’t peerless beauties? Even with the Head of the Witches, King Draven didn’t bat an eyelid in front of her beauty. Compared to such existences, human females won’t even stand a chance.”

“Even if we pick the least attractive lady among the Dark Elves, she will still be more beautiful than the prettiest human females.”

“Well, now that you mention that, I heard from a merchant in Ronan that the human female is quite ugly compared to an average human.”

‘Ugly?’ Morpheus wondered if it was right to say she’s ugly. He remembered watching her when she was sitting by the edge of the cliff. Though he was far away from her, he had seen her eyes and he felt they were like the most precious green gemstones he had seen.

Because of her eyes, he didn’t pay much attention to the rest of her appearance. After all, for a warrior like him, the bruises and scars on her body were like badges of honour, akin to the white tribal tattoos his family painted on their bodies—evidence of the suffering they went through and a show of pride that they survived through them all.