The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 86

Draven walked towards the window and stood facing outside, but he could see neither the bright sky nor the peaks of the distant mountains surrounding his kingdom. He didn’t know why he was acting like this.

To make sure again, he turned around to look at the human, causing the nervous servants to flinch. He didn’t mind them and simply eyed the human on his couch whose clothes were being removed, but he did not even last three seconds before he turned his head to the other side.

Not like he had not seen her without clothes. He felt nothing at that time, but now, he could not look at her when her clothes were being removed.

‘This damn bond…’

Draven turned his back on them once more.

With the king no longer looking at them, the servants felt relieved and continued their work with more efficiency, scared that if they were to delay then the King would pay attention to them. The news was quick within the palace and everyone among them already heard of what happened inside the council hall.

This human was marked by their king, and after she woke up, she would be his mate and their queen. If they wanted to have a peaceful life, they had to be careful with how they treated her. Any mistake would anger the King and no one wanted to suffer their king’s anger.

Once the servants finished everything, they put Ember carefully back in bed that was now changed to new fresh sheets. Once they covered her with the blanket, everyone gathered their stuff and left after bowing to the King.

Erlos could hear their collective sighs of relief afterwards, as if they had each gone through a harsh battle.

‘That’s not even a third of what I suffer every day…’

Rolling his eyes at them, Erlos reentered the chamber and bowed to Draven who was still looking outside his window.

“Sire, everything has been done as you had asked. Are there any more instructions?” he asked.

“You can leave,” was all he said. Erlos left quietly as he closed the door behind him.

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Draven was left alone with Ember once more.

With her body wiped and her clothes changed, he could finally approach her as the other scent was gone from that human’s body.

He sat at the edge of the bed and moved the blanket to check on her condition. What she was wearing now was a simple green cotton dress that was a size too large for her, and even the white bandages on her arms had been changed.

Removing the glove from his right hand, he checked the bite mark on her neck which still looked the same. It was supposed to heal a little bit as his bite mark should have been replaced by something else, but there was no change.

He pulled the blanket further down and held her delicate hand. It was no longer bandaged, but he could still see traces of the scars left from back when she tried to grab at the rocks after falling down that cliff. He gulped at the touch of her cold skin under his warm palm.

‘I didn’t expect it to be this strong.’

Though the second stage of the bond, which was her fight of survival, was not fulfilled yet, he was already starting to feel the effect of the bond they will share if she survived.

Exhaling a little, he decided to ignore the urge and checked her pulse. It was still weak, and the vitality inside her body seemed to be fading with each passing second.

He felt a little restless. He was confident that she would survive this ordeal, and that’s why he decided to mark her. But at this rate, she might truly die.

Would he feel guilty to have caused the death of an innocent girl? Or would he feel bad that he would lose the only key he found to his lost past due to his reckless action?

Draven did not leave the chamber as he felt the urge to be around the human who was lying in his bed. Even if he wanted to leave, he could not, and all that once again was blamed on the mark he made and the pull of the bond he initiated.