The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 73

“I’m glad you made a friend. Do you know his name?” Leeora asked. “Maybe I know him too.”

Ember nodded but even before she could answer, there was a disturbance outside her house. Her home shook a little as if the tree spirit had been disturbed and was restless.

The High Elder belatedly realized what it was. ‘Not again.’

With a sigh, Leeora stood up and went towards the door. The moment she opened the door, she saw a Divine Eagle turn into a man before landing in front of the door. He swatted away the moving branches like he’s fending off flies with his hand.

Leeora easily recognized his ash gray hair and wings. She tapped her staff to calm the tree spirit that was rampaging once again due to the order of their king to not let any male enter this house.

“Morph!” Leeora said with a smile.

The shapeshifter smiled back at her. “Leeora, how have you been?”

“I thought you would come to see me only after I die,” the old elf said as she walked towards him.

Just then someone peeked out from the open doorway, and Morpheus offered that person a lopsided smile.

“Hey, little female,” he said lightheartedly.

Ember let out a shy wave.

Leeora understood that the winged man Ember was talking about was Morpheus. She felt relieved to think that it was Morpheus as she knew she could trust him with this human. Though he also hated humans, he was similar to Leeora—he would never harm any innocent person. He was carefree and straightforward, but he was a warrior with a great sense of justice.

“What is wrong with this tree spirit?” he asked, as he decided to grab the moving vines hitting him and tie them in a giant knot. As for the thicker branches, he’s simply pushing them away with his wings.

“He is following the King’s order to keep males from entering this house,” Leeora answered. She walked towards him while Ember stayed back at the door of her home.

“Why am I not surprised?” Morpheus mumbled as he continued to effortlessly push the branches away with his wings, making a rhythmic ‘thwack’, ‘thwack’ noise that Ember found funny in a silly way

“Seems like you two are friends,” Leeora concluded.

“Well, something like that,” Morpheus replied.

Leeora looked back at Ember. “Dear, do you mind if I leave for a bit? You can eat those fruits I have brought while you wait. When I return, we will be leaving for the council meeting.”

Ember didn’t know what council meeting Leeora was talking about but she nodded, and after waving at Morpheus once more, she returned inside her home.

The moment the wooden door closed, Leeora led Morpheus across the hanging bridge towards her own house. “Have you eaten? I have baked some buns with fillings, and they’re still fresh…”

Morpheus tilted his head as he entered her house. “Do they have meat inside? If it’s just fruits, then no. You know I don’t like sweet jams…”

“You know we Wood Elves don’t eat meat.”

As Morpheus sat around the wooden table, Leeora casually chatted with him in a relaxed manner.

“…well, I don’t think you came to Ronan for me,” Leeora said after a while.