The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 94

Leeora took a short pause before inhaling deeply. “It means you are the King’s person now.”

“The King’s person?” Ember mumbled as she didn’t get a good feeling about it.

“As I said, you are under the King’s protection. No one dares to hurt the King’s person. You are truly a fortunate one,” Leeora explained, pulling out an awkward smile as she merely told her half of the truth.

Leeora didn’t know how she would explain to Ember the true meaning of being a mate. She was not sure that this girl was even aware about the things between a man and a woman. If she had to explain to her now, wouldn’t she be scared?

The elf decided that for someone as ignorant as Ember, it would be better to give her time to adjust, but she should not let the King wait for too long as well. The Dragon would start to feel a stronger pull towards his mate with each passing day, and before he loses sanity due to his urges, Ember should have been able to understand the truth, or else, she would be left traumatized for her life.

She needed to prepare Ember for what awaited her.

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Draven didn’t mean to eavesdrop on their talk, but he stayed outside the door and didn’t enter the chamber upon realizing that a serious conversation was taking place on the other side of the door.

Did he not enter because of curiosity or was he being considerate? Perhaps it was a little of both.

For these past few days, Draven could no longer understand himself and decided to simply let things go with the flow. Still, he didn’t wish to scare the human this time–he was still somewhat upset about her fainting the moment she saw him.

When their conversation seemed to have finished, Draven pointedly looked at Erlos.

Understanding his master’s intent, Erlos opened the door of the chamber for the King, not forgetting to inform the two ladies inside first.

“Sire is here,” Erlos Informed and left to stand outside as Draven walked to enter the chamber.

The past two days have been the idlest and most boring days of Erlos’ life and he prayed that it would end soon. He would rather get scolded and punished by his master than have such boring work to do. This descendent of the High Elves had turned into a royal guard.

Leeora looked at Ember. “His Majesty the King has come to visit you, Ember.”

The colours of Ember’s face almost disappeared the moment she heard those words but then Leeora whispered to her kindly, “Don’t be scared of him, child. As you’ve become his person, he will be protecting you from now on. I know he left a terrifying first impression on you, but you will realize he isn’t a bad person the longer you get to know him. Give him a chance, alright?”

Before Ember could say a word, she saw Draven entering the chamber and gulped, swallowing the words she was going to say.