The Devil's Cursed Witch

Draven tried not to smile but the teasing in his eyes could not be hidden. "Anything wrong with my intentions?"

"No, I am the one who is wrong," she said sarcastically and got the clothes from him. "You can turn around."

"You might need my help," he countered, his wicked intentions clear in his eyes.

"Shush, I know how to wear them." She forcefully made him turn around. "I have helped you before, if you have forgotten."

"I shall make you help me often then," he said, but obeyed her wishes. Soon after, he heard the sound of fabric falling on the ground. Behind him, his mate was stark naked but he had to remain standing with his back on her like this.

"You don't have to be so shy, you know. I have seen all of you. You can just let me help you," he said after a while, trying his luck.

"I can help myself better," she shot back while putting on his large shirt, but not even three seconds later, he could hear her muttering, "Where is the other sleeve? This shirt is just too large."

He chuckled, "If I am not wrong, both sleeves are still attached to the main part of the shirt."

"I know that much. But only one I got and the second feels like it has disappeared somewhere. This shirt is so tricky. I am not going to wear it."

"I also would like it that way."

Ember rolled her eyes as she struggled. Her mate was being a pervert today. "No, I am going to wear it but...Ugh...why is it so difficult?"

Draven sighed as he could not take it anymore and turned around, only to find her exclaiming at him and trying to cover herself. "Draven! I told you to not look--"

He stepped towards her. "Let me help you. Like this, you will spend the entire day trying to wear this shirt. Don't you want to go out?"

Ember could not say 'no' to that. In the end, she gave up. "Fine. Just hurry. No teasing!"

Getting her approval, Draven took a step closer to her. His mate managed to put one long sleeve over her short arm, but the back part of the shirt was twisted, and she could not push her other arm on the other sleeve. He turned her around and untangled that part. Only then did her arm pass through the sleeve.

Once it was done, he turned her around so that they were facing each other and buttoned the shirt for her.

She looked down at herself and found his shirt reaching below her thighs; it was so long, it was like a short dress for her. Even the sleeves were hanging beyond her hands. The shoulder part? There was no comparison between his broad shoulders and her small ones.

She could only sigh and mumble, "I sure look like a cat trapped in a burlap sack."

Draven didn't react to it but he noticed her unhappy face.

"Wear this first."

He held the waist coat in front of her. She looked at the second large piece of clothing and pouted but had no option but to follow what he said. He put that blue waistcoat on her which was long enough to cover her bottom. Afterwards, he picked up the belt and wrapped it at the curve of her waist and secured it tightly. Then, he rolled those sleeves up and fixed them till above her wrists.

With the clothes tightened at her waist, Ember felt more comfortable with their fit. Draven guided her to stand in front of her small mirror mounted on the wall. "Is this better than the sheet?"

She studied her attire. "Well, it looks decent, I guess. Thank you." She then looked at him. "But what will you wear? Do you have clothes kept here?"

"Didn't you say you like the wild me? I will stay like this," he replied.

Ember almost choked, but she held back her laughter. "Well, I do like it. I get to see you walk around like this longer. Shall we go out? I want to see the rest of this cottage."

"There is nothing more to it. Just this small room for resting and that common area attached to the kitchen."

"Then let's go out?" she said and walked out of the door. She was holding her mate's hand to drag him out with her. Draven followed her with a small smile on his face, his fears of the future reduced as he focused on the present.

For now, he would put down everything. He wanted to focus on Ember and Ember alone, to enjoy this time with his lovely mate.

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Meanwhile, Aureus flew to the mountain where his uncle had his cave. Morpheus was clearing out the place which was affected by the previous night's adventure of one angry Dragon and playful Divine Eagle.

"Does this often happen in Agartha when residents here experience the scenario like last night?" Aureus asked, his tone sarcastic.

The previous night, just like others Aureus also felt those strong earth shattering vibrations and noise caused by Draven and Morpheus but Erlos told him not to worry and explained to him that it was these two divine beasts fighting over something like always.

"Well, now you are also fortunate to witness it which you can't in that human kingdom of yours. Agartha is more adventurous, you know," Morpheus replied as he continued using his powers to set everything like before. Though the forest fairies had helped him, the mountain around his cave, only he preferred to set it.

Aureus observed his uncle's body had bruises and cuts. Normally ordinary wounds would heal on their own but as they didn't heal, he could understand these beasts had used their powers on each other with the intentions of seriously hurting each other.

"What did you do to anger the Dragon?" Aureus asked.

"Something that I should not have," Morpheus answered.

"But still you ended up doing it?"

"I could not help it," Morpheus looked at his nephew, "we are beasts and we tend to have a weak control on our own desires. Resisting them is like a pain and we end up giving into it."

"Ember?" Aureus asked.

Morpheus didn't say no, "I stopped before it could be late."

Being a beast, Aureus could understand his uncle. Humans were different and they could control their desires easily but beasts are driven by the force of nature and that force could take over their rationality, so strong that it is not easy to stop. He could only pray that there won't be any day when he will lose his rationality to Seren and end up giving into his desires.

"Anyways, it's good that you are here," he heard Morpheus who had done clearing and setting everything around the mountain.

Aureus looked at his uncle, "Anything the matter?"

"We are going to see Thala. There I need you," Morpheus informed.

"Thala? For what?" Aureus didn't feel good about it.

"You will know when we go there, but before that we also have to go to Zelda," Morpheus said as he opened his wings to fly, "Let's go."

"Morph, tell me you are not doing anything which you should not."

"Just come with me," Morpheus instructed and flew away.

Aureus opened his wings and followed his uncle, 'I need to know what he is up to. I hope it's nothing dangerous.'