The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 227

Ember continued to stroll on the walkway within the garden which was covered with beautiful pebbles. She soon reached the side garden where she had a view of the burned trees at a distance.

“Will they cut those trees?” Ember asked, guilt colouring her voice.

“No, Miss. Those trees might have been burned, but the damage wasn’t much—only up till the branches. I heard from Dame Yula that tomorrow the gardeners will cut those branches and then Elder Leeora will come to treat those trees.”

Hearing Leeora’s name, Ember’s eyes lit up as she could not wait to meet her.

Ember then looked at the sky where the moon was shining brightly. It looked like a silver plate against the darkness, almost but not quite a full moon yet. Despite being incomplete, it gave off a sense of elegant beauty in the sky, wrapped in a dark curtain with nothing but those scattered stars to accompany it.

Ember was so lost in thought that she didn’t realize her servants had retreated away from where she was standing and someone else had come to her side. In a while, the evening breeze picked up and she smelled a familiar scent. She gulped as she realized the presence of the owner of that scent.

With her heart racing, she turned around to look at the person standing a distance behind her. Red eyes seemingly glittering like gems against the dim lights offered by the lanterns. The man’s charisma made her unable to gather her thoughts.

Under the pale silvery moonlight, his masculine form was less intimidating, the soft glow emphasizing his good looks that it was difficult to take her eyes off him.

“Are you not feeling cold?” she heard Draven ask.

Unknown to her, the spell of the moon didn’t just affect her but her mate as well. Draven was also immersed in how beautiful she looked under the moonlight.

She was a sight to behold.

‘Simply breathtaking…’

Her delicate skin was akin to the clearest white porcelain, and her long dark hair framed her small face, emphasizing her lovely grace. Her long dress clung to her slender body, her flowy sleeves and skirt gently moving along with the evening breeze.

And the moment she turned around and their gazes met, his heart—

“A little,” he heard her say.

For a second, Draven was at a loss, forgetting he initially asked her a question.

Fortunately, Erlos came at the right time, holding something in his hands. “Sire, I have brought the item you requested.”

Drayce regained his composure and nodded to him. He then said to Ember, “This belongs to you.”

It was a palm-sized wooden box which Ember recognised right away. She was shocked to find out Draven had it with him.

Erlos promptly went towards Ember to hand the item over to her. After that, he bowed to both his master and his mate before leaving.

With shaking hands, Ember opened the box to check if the important thing inside the box was there as well. Seeing the familiar beautiful jade pendant sitting on the cushion inside the box, she felt equally overwhelmed and relieved. Her eyes turned moist and her lips curved into a light smile.

She had almost forgotten about this important thing that her nanny told her never to lose. It reminded her of one of the most memorable conversations she had with the woman.

‘Little princess, never lose this jade pendant. This is a token that represents your identity.’

‘Token? What is a token, Gaia?’