The Devil's Cursed Witch

When Draven let go of Ember, the starry sky stretched above their heads. Both of them sat by the spring, where Ember was wrapped in a blanket, and Draven wore his magical hide wrapped around his waist. He had formed a magic shield around them to protect them from the cold.

Though a dragon could withstand cold, his mate could not—especially when she was fire, the exact opposite of cold.

"The sky looks so close from here," she commented, gazing up. "As if I could raise my hand and just touch it. Though it's not a full moon yet, it looks so big. I wonder how it would be when there's a full moon."

"I would bring you here on the night of the full moon," Draven said.

Ember looked at him, narrowing her eyes. "On the night of the full moon? I'm sure you'd eat me alive here inside this healing water spring."

He smiled playfully and replied, "On the night of the full moon, you'd want me to eat you instead. If I won't, I believe you'd want to break the bond with me, thinking I'm not satisfying you well."

Ember couldn't argue. She had experienced the wildness of the full moon nights and was sure Draven's words were true.

After spending some peaceful time together, they returned to the palace. After so long, they both felt at peace, as everything that had been going on for so long was finally resolved, and everything was right once again.

They enjoyed a delicious meal together and went to sleep.

"I want to sleep now," Ember warned Draven before her dragon mate could have any other thoughts in mind.

He chuckled softly and pulled her into his arms. "I know. Let's sleep."

Ember let go of her defenses and allowed him to hold her, drifting off to sleep in his warm embrace.

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The next two days went by peacefully. Ember was practicing with fire faye under Yorian and Sierra's watch, while Evanthe was planning to bring Drayce and Seren to Agartha so Drayce could mark Seren and they could become mates.

Draven was in his study when Evanthe arrived.

"How is he?" Draven asked, looking at her. He was referring to Morpheus.

"He's stable now and can manage the effects of the bond pull," Evanthe answered. "You can arrange a council meeting tomorrow."

Draven hummed silently, only to hear Evanthe ask, "What punishment have you planned for him?"

"You will know tomorrow," Draven replied.

Evanthe sighed. "I can only trust your judgment."

"Are you leaving to bring your son?" Draven asked.

"Soon," she replied. "They are busy with some important matters."

Draven raised a brow. "What's more important for your son than marking his mate?"

"My dear dragon, you are forgetting they live in a human world where they have close kin and are emotionally attached to them. In short, they have families with many members to look after," she explained.

Draven didn't comment, as he had no interest in the human world.

"Drayce's elder brother is going to have a baby, so Seren decided to stay by his wife's side," Evanthe continued. "After a long time, the Ivanov family is going to have a baby."

"Aren't you going to give a blessing to the newborn child, as it's your family too?" Draven asked.

"Having Seren's blessings is enough. A deity of life herself. That child is surely fortunate," Evanthe said.

"You are as swift in giving excuses," Draven commented in a bored tone, focusing on his work.

"Forget about me, talk about yourself," Evanthe said.

"What about me?" he asked curtly.

"Now Ember's core is stable," Evanthe's tone turned a little teasing. "I believe now I can expect to see little dragons playing around."

Draven, who was working, stopped and looked at her with a raised brow.

Evanthe chuckled. "Why are you shocked? Don't tell me you haven't considered it, only focusing on mating with your mate."

"You dare keep watch on dragon mating?" Draven asked.

"Do I really have to?" she laughed. "A dragon starving for thousands of years—can't I guess what he must be like?"

"Of course not. You have firsthand experience with mating with the dragon who was starving since eternity," Draven commented, resuming his work.

"How are you so boldly shameless while mocking me?" Evanthe said. "Alright. I was just reminding you that now Ember's core is entirely stable, she can conceive your child. Before, her unstable fire element was not allowing it."

Draven stayed quiet for a while, as if considering something.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked.

"She has enemies out there, from the Heaven realm," he said, looking at Evanthe. "Being with a child… won't it make her weak if the time for a face-off comes?"

"It can happen. That's why I was reminding you," Evanthe replied. "But in the end, things happen the way they are meant to be. Trust me, I'm so thrilled to see another little dragon born. I give you my word that I will be his godmother and protect him."

"You might be a grandmother before that," Draven commented.

"Seren's body can't bear it yet. The hellfire inside her is too strong to let any new life form develop inside her," Evanthe said. "Unlike Ember, fire is not Seren's innate element, so... but with the bond with Drayce, we can have such expectations. Or who knows what's in their destiny."

"What about the other Dragon? A gold one?" Draven asked.

Evanthe sighed, "Her body is entirely messed up as well, so no hope from them yet, as well. But I wish our queen of witches gains her true powers soon that can aline her damaged median."

"You meant for her to gain her demonic powers?" Draven asked.

"Yes, but I am not sure how it will happen. To regain her demonic powers, she might have to go to the Demon realm, which I am not sure would turn a bad or good thing for her and Arlan," Evanthe commented with uncertainty. Experience more content on My Virtual Library Empire

Draven simply hummed, his thoughts swirling in his mind about his own mate. What would happen the say when Deities finds her and takes her away. How was he going to stop it or even go to the heaven realm.