After sending Draven away, Ember spent her time inside her chamber reading books. It would have been an enjoyable time spent in leisure if not for her body pains.
Some time later, Clio knocked on her door. "Miss, pardon for disturbing you, but there is something we wished to ask you."
"What is it?" Ember asked as she closed the book of magic in her hands.
"All those gifts His Majesty bought for you, how would you like us to arrange them?"
"Gifts?" Ember asked in confusion.
"Yes, Miss. Apologies for the delay as after that day things kept coming that kept you busy," Clio said.
Ember was still confused, unable to make heads or tails of the situation. "What gifts? When did the King buy me gifts?"
Reya popped behind her cousin. "Did you forget, Miss? The day we went to the festival in Nimer, the eve of the full moon in White Tiger Clan territory."
This only made the girl more confused. "I didn't see him buying anything..."
"Miss, you are so adorable. You forget His Majesty's status. He only has to say a word and the merchants would happily deliver their commodities to the palace. There are so many gifts that one cannot even think of carrying them along, even with Erlos' spatial magic."
Ember knew that the young elf had a type of space magic that allowed him to transport objects. He boasted about it during their trip to Honeyharbor, especially mentioning that the books currently shelved in her study were books he carried from the human kingdom that way.
"That many?" she said in awe.
"Yes, Miss. Even we were surprised when Erlos told us that His Majesty asked him to get everything that you touched that day."
This was insane. Ember could not even remember what things she had touched in those stalls. As she recalled, she had been curious about almost each and every item.
She felt speechless. "I will check them when...I...can walk and move around freely." She felt embarrassed about her own situation.
"We understand, Miss. You have many empty rooms in your wing in the palace, so we used three of them as a temporary storage room for them."
'Three rooms full of gifts?!'
For a moment, she forgot she was mad at Draven, finding his gesture excessively silly but sweet. It reminded her about the first thing he gifted her, her adorably naughty pet Ray. There was also her swing in the garden... and then, wasn't there another? Something which belonged to her but she thought was lost, the token Gaia said to be the proof of her identity.
'My identity...'
Ember had never thought much about these two words after her nanny died. Ever since Draven gave her a name, she had decided to put aside her past and embrace her new identity as his mate. But now that she was reminded of her identity token, she felt herself growing curious about her past.
'What is my identity?'
Back then, Gaia refused to tell her anything, and she respected her nanny's decision to keep her ignorant. But now...
She looked at her servants. "Where is that gift, the wooden box His Majesty gave me before the night of the full moon?"
"I have kept it inside the side chamber along with your other accessories, Miss."
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