The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 96

Seeing the King in a daze, Melion called him again, “Your Majesty? Is something the matter–”

Draven raised his hand to stop him from talking and his red eyes stared towards the door of his study.

Just then, there was a knock and Erlos entered the study. “Sire, Elder Leeora and…” Erlos wondered how he should address Ember now as there was a sudden change in her status from nobody to someone really important. “…and Miss Ember is here to see you.”

Erlos sighed inwardly and felt it was the right way to address her.

The moment the door opened, the fragrance assaulted him, and Draven clenched his fists under the desk. He felt angry at how nonsensical he was reacting. She was yet to even enter his study but all his senses had become sensitive to her presence.

It was not good news for him when all he wanted was to stay away from her. He should be strong enough not to get pulled towards her due to her scent, but his body was being honest, and her scent was numbing his thought process.

Leeora and Ember entered the study where Melion turned to look at them. No one knew the human female was awake and it came as a shock to Melion.

“The King’s aide greets the High Elder of the Wood Elves and His Majesty’s mate.”

Malion did not just bow to Leeora but to Ember as well because she was next to the King’s status given the situation. There was no way that any resident of Agartha would ever bow to a human before, but now, the day had come when each and every supernatural being in this kingdom would bow to this human girl.

Draven got hold of himself and looked at Melion. “Send the news to every leader that the human survived the marking. Arrange the next council meeting and let me know when it’ll be held.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“You are dismissed.”

Melion bowed and left as he once again glanced at the human who stood with her head lowered.

Once Melion left, Draven turned his attention to Leeora who bowed to him and she signaled Ember to do the same which she followed.

“Sire, we are here to see you before we leave,” Leeora informed him after she raised her head.

Draven nodded and looked at Ember who still didn’t dare look at his face even once, as if he would eat her alive if she did so.

“For her needs, have the palace take care of them. You can simply have Erlos inform Yula and Garros,” Draven said. Yula was one of Draven’s aides who was in charge of domestic duties, while Garros was the one who held finances.

As Ember was his mate, Draven was the one to be responsible for her and all her needs. Leeora found herself inwardly smiling at the King’s attitude.

“Thank you for your benevolence, Sire,” Leeora bowed once again and looked at Ember, “Do you want to say anything, Ember?”

Ember was smart enough to understand why Leeora brought her here. Even without the elf’s encouragement, it was something that she herself wanted to say to the King.

To show him her gratitude.

She raised her head to look at the stern-faced king. It felt like an eternity had passed since the last time his red eyes had seen those emerald green ones, the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. Her scent was already affecting his urges, and now her eyes made him feel breathless. He was barely holding on, maintaining his poker face with difficulty as he met her gaze.