The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 434

434 Flower Gift From Morpheus

After the council meeting, Draven went to the south east wing of the palace. He wanted to check on Ember who had been still quiet and avoided stepping out of her chamber. All she did was to sit in the window of her chamber and stare at the sky as if her empty gaze was expecting someone to show up in that vast blue sky. Once in a while she would notice patrolling guards from the Divine Eagle clan flying but not even once she mistook them for Morpheus. She could easily distinguish between them and Morpheus. No one held that dignified aura like him and the way he looked with those majestic beautiful wings, no one could match it.

Draven entered the chamber and her two servants left after they bowed to the king. Draven walked towards her and stayed by the window where she was sitting. Not saying a word, he simply put his hand on her shoulder. She finally got back to her senses and looked at the man standing next to her. Draven sat next to her and looked at her unusually calm face. Though she was looking at him, in those eyes there was nothing else but a hope that he would say something that she wanted to hear. Through their bond, he could clearly feel what she was feeling.

"Cornelia is yet to come out and no one is permitted to go inside, not even other witch clan members. We simply have to wait for her to come out."

He caressed her hand, "We can expect positive news. You have to be strong." _{freёwebnovel.com}

Finally, she reacted and opened her tight fist only to reveal that whistle she was still holding in her hand, as if she let it go, she would lose it and never get it back. Draven put his palm over hers which had a whistle, "Make sure to blow it as hard as you can when I tell you to."

She nodded, "I will make him go deaf that he would hear nothing else but this whistle and stick by my side all the time. I will never let him go away."

He nodded, "Do that. If you want my help, I will help you. We might tie him here in the palace with some magical rope so he would never be free and never fly away from here."

She looked at him, "But I want to fly with him."

"Then he will only be free when you want him to take you out. Then we can tie him again. I am the king and most powerful. I can control him."

She nodded, "We have to make a magical rope then."