The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 416

With the entire kingdom enveloped with unease and confusion, the council made a choice to focus on keeping the peace and order of their respective territories and clans while assigning the Deputy Commander of Warriors, White Tiger Logan, to investigate what happened in the palace while the residents of Agartha were in the Netherfields.

Late in the same afternoon, Clio and Reya fortunately regained consciousness together with the young beastmen who were appointed to stay for the security of the palace. Each of them explained their experiences to Logan, and the warrior repeatedly verified the details about what exactly happened based on the various personal statements of those in the palace.

"Commander—" one of his subordinates began to speak.

"It's Deputy Commander," Logan corrected in a low voice, causing the warrior to grow pale.

Strictly speaking, with Morpheus gone, the role of commander officially belonged to Logan; however, it was quite understandable why Logan refused to be addressed as such at the moment.

"Apologies, Deputy Commander," the warrior said tactfully. "After collecting all the statements of the witnesses, I am afraid not only us, even the council cannot directly respond given the nature of this case. We need to inform His Majesty."

Logan nodded and left the rest of the interrogation to his subordinates to search for Draven.

'I don't think he will be back so soon, but there is nothing wrong with trying.'

Logan went to see Yula and Erlos who were busy handling the matters of recovering the destroyed part of the palace. However, he was only able to find Erlos.

"Is your master back at the palace?" Logan asked Erlos.

"Not yet, Deputy Commander."

"How about his whereabouts?"

The young elf shook his head.

"Once he is back, let me know. I will remain here in the palace for the meantime."

"I understand. I will inform Dame Yula as well."

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Draven returned to the palace late in the evening and directly went to his mate's chamber without alarming anyone of his presence. However, his entrance to Ember's room did not go unnoticed as there were people inside.

Instead of Reya and Clio, a different pair of servants were attending to the unconscious human girl. Seeing the King, the two servants lowered their heads to greet him and left the chamber without being ordered to do so.

With slow steps, Draven went towards Ember. She was peacefully sleeping in her bed and he sat at the edge of it, intending to not wake her up. He held her wrist to check on her situation. Her life was not in danger but her pulse felt weak due to her body's inability to endure the strong divine power she used earlier.

He observed her pale face with a conflicted gaze.

'Wake up and tell me the truth, Ember,' he pleaded in his heart. 'I do not wish to doubt you…

'I want to believe that you did not kill Morph…at least not intentionally.'

Draven let out a heavy sigh as he closed his eyes, but his hand holding onto Ember's wrist trembled.

"At the very least," he whispered, "you need to wake up so you can say goodbye to your friend for the last time." _{freёwebnovel.com}