The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 289

When Ember woke up the next morning, Draven was no longer next to her in the bed. It wasn't surprising for her at all, and she was even relieved by his absence; she didn't have to face him first thing in the morning. Just as she tried to sit up, she realized her body was aching and it was due to her sleeping in the same position the entire night as the solid body of her mate had firmly kept her in place, unable to move a bit.

'He was wrapped around me like a snake. Did he forget I'm human? Can't he be a little lenient towards my frail body?' she complained but then as she remembered the sensation of his muscled body pressed against hers, she could not help but grin.

'Though I can't deny that not only does his body look good, it also feels good. His muscles are firm and strong and so perfect, his body is just like how they described in those books. And his smell? He smells so good all the time, that fresh yet masculine scent of the forest...'

She could not help but nuzzle her face against the pillow he used that still carried a bit of his smell. A light dreamy smile appeared on her lips.

'I wonder how he looks if he smiles at me? But then again, can't deny he is good-looking even if he's frowning most of the time. So handsome!'

After she rolled around the bed like a little girl, she then let out a frustrated groan. 'Wait...Why am I thinking about him? So what if he is handsome? It is only natural for my mate to be good-looking since I am pretty. I might be human but I don't lose out in terms of appearance compared to the ladies I've met so far in Agartha. Besides, Gaia had always told me I am the prettiest princess she had ever seen and I trust her words.'

A proud and content sigh left her lips as she stepped out of the bed. She then heard a timely knock.

"Good morning, Miss," her servants greeted her as they entered the chamber at the same time.

"Good morning, Reya, Clio," Ember replied as she moved to stretch her arms and waist. She let out small groaning sounds as she did so, not knowing her two servants would interpret her thoughtless action differently.

The pair of cousins shared a knowing look at each other as they smiled shyly. Draven was with Ember the entire night. The elves didn't have to think to know that something intimate must have happened between the two mates. It made sense that Ember's body would ache if they did something...quite rigorous.

Ember noticed their strange behaviour and lowered her arms. "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Umm! It's nothing, Miss."

"Yeah, it's nothing. Shall we prepare a bath for you?"

Feeling puzzled at their reactions, Ember simply nodded but just as they left, something clicked in her mind. The more she thought about it, the more Ember felt that her guess was right and sighed, 'These two overthink a lot. Did they think that whenever a man and a woman sleep together, they always do that? Are we beasts to do it all the time? Cough! Well, he is technically a beast, but not me. Ugh. Poor me...'

Thus, Ember's morning routine started with her trying her best to ignore her servants' meaningful looks.

During the meal afterwards, she asked her servants, "Is His Majesty in the palace?"

"Yes, Miss."

"I want to meet him. Can you ask Erlos to send a message?"