The Devil's Cursed Witch

Leeora went to Ember’s home. The elf came just in time as she had just finished eating the fruits and the bread Leeora brought earlier.

“Are you ready to leave?” Leeora asked.

Ember nodded as she stood up from the chair. She seemed hesitant to ask, but she still voiced out her question before following the elf. “What is a council meeting?”

Ember was naive, but she was not dumb to follow everything blindly, especially not after seeing the elf’s expression earlier. She ended up asking what Leeora feared to explain to her.

‘It’s better to make her aware of the situation.’ Leeora felt like there was a huge rock inside her chest. ‘She needs to prepare herself if ever it’s decided that she has to leave Ronan.’

She looked at the human girl patiently waiting for her response. “Ember, you know how you are an outsider brought by the King into this kingdom?”

Ember nodded and waited to hear more.

“There will be a meeting about your stay.”

The girl looked at her with ignorant eyes, unaware of the gravity of the situation, and Leeora could not make herself say that she would be sent away. Just like others, Leeora was sure that the King would send her away as there was no reason for the King to keep her with the elves and go against the people of his kingdom.

In her mind, the only issue would be if it’s to the villages on the outskirts of Agartha or if she’s going to be returned to the human kingdom.

“The rest I will tell you on the way,” Leeora assured her.

Ember simply nodded as she trusted Leeora and followed her out of the house. With the help of the tree spirit, the two women reached the ground. Leeora called for her animal companion.

“Lusca? We’re leaving.”

The beautiful brown stag came to them and Leeora greeted him by gently patting his back. She turned towards Ember. “Go on and ride Lusca.”

“Where are we going?” Ember asked, and once again, Leeora felt troubled to answer her.

The King’s palace—she could not make herself say it. Leeora didn’t feel this uneasy back when Ember was acting like a mute, but now that she was talking and asking stressful questions, Leeora was wishing she could stay silent at least for the day.

Thump!

Just then, Morpheus landed behind Ember which pulled their attention. Ember found Morpheus standing a few feet away behind her and his beautiful wings flapping majestically behind his back, as if he’s tempting her with them.

“Little female, how about flying with me instead of going with Lusca?” he asked.

Hearing it, Ember wanted to nod straightaway, but she first looked at Leeora for her permission. Though she felt like the winged man was trustworthy since she was Leeora’s friend as well, he was still a stranger compared to the kind elf.

“Go ahead,” Leeora agreed.

Leeora felt like this would save her from answering Ember’s question that they were going to the palace. Once Ember reached the palace, she could explain things to her and there wouldn’t be a big issue even if she felt scared. Taking her nicely to the palace was a priority.

With a bright smile, Ember turned to face Morpheus, but she realized she didn’t know how she would fly with him. Did he need to carry her in his arms like the previous day?

The tall shapeshifter walked towards that hesitating human, and the next moment, she was lifted up with a single arm of his as if she weighed nothing.

Instinctively, she held onto his shoulder. Imagining flying in this position, she suddenly felt it would be better and safer if she hugged him like last time.

Unaware of the human girl’s internal panic, Morpheus looked at Leeora. “I will give her a small tour of the city from the sky. I will make sure she’ll be with you by the time you reach your destination.”

Leeora nodded. “Don’t take her too high. She’s weaker than an average human.”

“I will be careful,” he assured and looked at Ember. “Hold on tight.”

With wide eyes, she listened to him and tightened her arms around his neck as if she was terrified she’d fall if she were to do anything less than that. The next moment, those majestic grey wings opened to their fullest and he flew up with Ember in his arms. Before she realized what happened, she found herself up in the air, above the crowns of the tallest trees in the city.

She looked down towards the elf city barely visible from the sky because they’re covered with dense trees. As they flew higher, she could see other parts of the forest that showed signs of people living in them.

“See how some parts look different despite it being the same forest? This territory belongs to the elves, but there are different clans living in those other cities, just like how you live in the Wood Elf Clan,” Morpheus replied, noticing her curiously looking at the forest below them.

Ember simply nodded as she watched the forest in fascination. She listened to him as he continued to tell her something about each place they passed by. Some of them were things she already heard from Leeora, like how there were eleven elf cities in the Forest of the Elves, but it was more exciting with Morpheus not only because his voice was nice to listen to, but also because she’s personally witnessing them.

They spent time flying around, only stopping from time to time whenever he saw a random tree tall enough to land. Ember didn’t know, but Morpheus was paying attention to the High Elder of the Wood Elves even as he showed her around the Forest of the Elves.

His sharp eyes were enough to notice the path Leeora was taking when he flew in the sky.

Upon seeing Leeora reach the outer wall of the palace, he started flying towards it. Seeing they were nearing the palace, Ember tightened her grip around his neck and subconsciously shrunk her body.

As they landed inside the palace grounds, the garden in front of Draven’s study to be exact, the elf servants tending to the plants looked at the uninvited guests with surprise. They all knew Divine Eagle Morpheus, and they also recognized the ugly human girl he brought with him.

Draven, who was walking along the garden corridor towards his study, witnessed their arrival as well.

His red eyes inevitably darkened with the disturbing sight—that annoying eagle landed on the ground with Ember in his arms, her entire body pressed against his chest with her arms wrapped around the eagle on her own volition.

Morpheus was carrying her with one hand holding her back while the other was placed below her thighs.

The King of Agartha could not help but scowl.

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