The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 380

Music - Dandelions by RuthB

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Draven and Ember appeared at a place far away from the palace.

When Ember regained her composure, she found herself in a location she had never seen before---a vast meadow covered with dandelions, the pleasant lush scenery extending to cover even the surrounding hills.

Seemingly kissed by the sunlight, the softly swaying colors of green, yellow and white lay in a spread before her eyes.

'Beautiful...'

It was a different kind of beauty from the flower valley where Morpheus had taken her the previous day. That place was beautiful in a fancy way, looking more like a land of rainbows, a heavenly place that descended on earth, causing one to gasp in admiration the moment they lay their eyes on it.

Meanwhile, though this meadow only had a single flower-bearing plant, it was equally breathtaking but in a more lowkey manner. It gave off the feeling that one would enjoy spending a lazy afternoon napping in this field.

"What is this place?" she asked with wide eyes.

"Where I like to spend my time alone."

She walked ahead and observed that land as far as her sight allowed her. As she weaved through the plants that reached her knees, the pleasant breeze continued to play with her long brown locks.

"What are these called?" she asked as she plucked one yellow flower.

"Dandelions."

She observed it closely. "So delicate."

"Like you."

She raised a brow at him, not feeling angry for being called delicate but she smiled playfully. "Am I?"

He nodded and she then looked at a white flower. "They look more delicate than this one."

Draven plucked one of them and handed it over to her. "You can try blowing on it."

Ember accepted that delicate-looking dandelion puffball and blew on it gently, sending the small white puffs into the air. She could not help but be awed as she watched them fly higher with the passing breeze.

"Yellow dandelion flowers turns white after some time. These are the seeds of these flowers."

"It's beautiful," she said and plucked another puffball and blew on it, giggling as she played like a little girl. "I can't get enough doing this."

"You can wish for something while blowing on it," he commented.

"Wish?"

"Hmm," he nodded, "They say your wish comes true if you make it while blowing on this white white flower."

"Really?" her eyes widened at it.

"Hmm."