The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 347

Seeing her give him a look of doubt, Morpheus added, "You can also call me whenever you feel like missing me. Just blow this whistle and I will come to you."

"How hard do I have to blow? What if you are far away from the palace? What if you are up in the mountains? Will the sound this make reach you?"

"It is enchanted by my magic spell so you have nothing to worry about. When you blow it, I will be able to hear it no matter where I am."

"Oh, but if it lets out a loud sound, won't it disturb people?"

Morpheus shook his head. "Only I will be able to hear it."

It amazed her. "But how do I use it? Do I just blow or do I also need to insert magic into it?"

At that thought, her worry deepened. The only magic she was capable of using was a basic manifestation of fire at the moment. If she needed to use magic on this wooden whistle, wouldn't it burn into charcoal?

Morpheus found her anxious face adorable. "You simply need to put that narrow end of whistle between your lips and blow air in it."

Ember let out a sigh of relief. "Shall I try it now?"

"It's yours already so you don't need my permission."

She put the narrow end of the whistle between her lips and blew all the air in her lungs into it, but…it didn't make any sound.

She tried a few more times before looking at Morpheus with a skeptical gaze. "Did it work?"

A flash of mirth flashed across Morpheus' face, but he didn't say anything.

"I think it's broken?" Ember blew on it once more. "It doesn't make any sound."

"Well, it won't make any sound, but you are still not doing it properly. If you blow it the right way, this small bead inside this whistle will roll and you will know it's working."

"Let me try again." She blew the air with her eyes closely fixated on the bead but…

"It's still not moving."

Morpheus sighed. "Because you are not doing it right. All the air from your mouth is making its way out from the corners of your lips which you keep open. The air should only go through the whistle."

Ember was confused. She pouted a little at her failure and put the whistle again between her lips and the result was still the same.

"Such a child!" Morpheus remarked with a laugh, which caused Ember to feel displeased. Before he realized her intentions, she put that whistle in his mouth, taking him by surprise.

"Then teach this child!"

Morpheus got back to his senses and held that whistle. "Fine, pay attention to it." He crouched down, just enough for their faces to be on the same level, and blew the whistle.

Ember saw the bead inside it rolling but there was no sound. Morpheus held the whistle in his palm. "Did you see how I did it?"

She grabbed that whistle from him and followed exactly what he did. The next moment, she found Morpheus covering his ears. "Stop! Stop! Once is enough. You will burst my eardrums."

She stopped. "But I heard nothing."

"What did I say earlier? This whistle has a magic spell. Only I can hear it."With a grouchy expression, he rubbed his ears with his palm., "My little Ember, blow a bit more gently, or else I will turn deaf."

"Ah, I apologize. I will try again and then tell me if it's better."