The Devil's Cursed Witch

What Ember didn't know, in the middle of her magic lesson, Erlos had come to the training grounds and sought Draven, informing him that one of his aides, Wind Fae Melion, had come back to the palace and was waiting in his study to report something urgent. That was the real reason why the King had left.

After Ember's lesson, Helia went to the King's study. As per her usual practice, she would report the results of the day's lesson to Draven. However, Erlos told her he was still granting an audience to Melion, and thus, told her to wait for her turn to talk with the King.

By the time their meeting finished, Helia had enjoyed a cup of tea in the reception room next door.

Helia paid her respects to the King. "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Draven accepted it with a light nod and commented on her expression, "Is she having trouble learning today?"

The Fire Fae let out a wry smile. "Unfortunately. It's not like she cannot do it. The Miss cannot focus and her mind is wandering elsewhere the entire time. I even got the impression that if I were to ask her to repeat the lecture, she could barely remember the words I said."

Before he could even say a word, Draven felt a strong energy fluctuation coming from the direction of the training grounds and he knew it came from his mate. The alarming thing was that it was much stronger than the last time.

His intuition was telling him that the destructive nature of her power would surely bring big damage not only to her surroundings but to herself as well.

Under Helia's bewildered gaze, Draven stood up and disappeared from behind his desk.

When he reached the training grounds, he felt an overwhelming scorching sensation in the air. He saw the clear bloodlust in Ember's eyes. Due to the mate bond they shared, Draven could clearly feel the way her elemental power wanted to come out, that innate nature of fire wishing destruction on all things in its path--in this particular case, the person standing in front of her. Isa. Ember wanted to kill her right there and then.

Draven immediately forced Isa away from Ember using his power, but he had no mind to be gentle, and her body was thrown a distance away as soon as the trees surrounding the training place caught fire. He didn't even bother to look at where Isa was thrown. All he knew was that he needed to calm Ember and stop her before his mate could do something worse and then regret it later on.

He appeared in front of Ember and pulled her shaking body immediately into his arms. He knew that the most efficient way to calm her was a mate's physical comfort. Regardless of how enraged she was, his true scent should be able to affect her mentality.

The moment he wrapped his arms around her, Ember fell like a puppet that had lost its strings. Though his presence helped calm her down, she went unconscious as the sudden and uncontrolled manifestation of her power caused her body to become exhausted. Not only was she not used to using her power, her power was also beyond what her fragile human body could bear.

All of this happened in a blink of an eye. No one other than Draven knew what exactly happened. Not even a minute later, Helia reached the rear of the palace as well. Being a fairy of the fire element, she also sensed the large eruption of fire in the vicinity despite it being abrupt. Looking around, she could also see the traces of burn marks on the trees and the grass.

"Your Majesty, is the Miss all right? Shall I call for a healer?"

Helia thought it was her fault. A while ago, she was trying to teach Ember how to manifest her powers, but she could not focus and thus she dismissed her lesson early. She didn't expect to see her manifest her power like this and in such a strong way.

'Could it be that she was frustrated because she thought I was disappointed? I need to teach her how to safely manifest her powers as soon as possible or it would only end up harming others.'

Isa, who was thrown aside, had also not expected Ember to be an owner of such a strong destructive power. She did not even have a clue that her power had an elemental attribute. The outcome of provoking Ember was beyond her wildest imagination.

To get her three tails and become the most powerful among her peers, Isa had to cultivate every day while gritting her teeth. Despite her sly nature, Isa was a real hard worker. She practiced in strict discipline and was always serious whenever she was cultivating.

For the past several decades, she had to face difficult training under the guidance of the senior members of her clan, and she also needed a steady supply of elixirs to help combat fatigue and replenish stamina, among other things.

But this human girl who was not even two decades old caused her to feel threatened? Didn't that mean she was much more powerful than her?

Absurd!

'How can she have this kind of power? This human...Once again, a human can be a threat to our existence...'

If Draven had not pushed her away from Ember's sight, she would have ended up injured. Given the destructive nature of Ember's elemental power, even a three-tailed fox like Isa would have ended up gravely harmed.

Draven carried the unconscious Ember back to her bedchamber. After he laid her on her bed, he noticed that her entire body was sweaty, as if she had done some heavy labour work.

Even in her unconscious state, deep creases showing her distress remained on her forehead.

Draven sat next to her and ran his fingers gently over her forehead to smoothen those frown lines. He then held her delicate hand and looked at her small face.