Witch's Daughter And The Devil's Son

In the next hour, Seren woke up in a daze. Although she felt that her eyes were slightly swollen, she felt a bit better, all the exhaustion gone. 

Her servants came to her. Eva smiled. "Your Majesty, good to see you awake. Did you rest well?" 

"Would you like a glass of cold water?" The other servant, Marie, placed a tray with cold water on the table beside the bed. Seeing her servants fuss around her, Seren remembered what happened in the merchant district.

'Did I sleep for long?' Seren thought as she looked outside. The sun was high up in the sky, and the shadows looked a little outward towards the east, which meant it was still noon. 

"Dusk," she mumbled. 

She was ready to go to Dusk but Eva informed her to stay put. "His Majesty has instructed Her Majesty to have a meal first inside your room. Later, His Majesty will come to meet Her Majesty."

It was the order from the King of Megaris so Seren could not defy it. She sat quietly while the servants brought her meal. Unwillingly, Seren had it as she waited for Drayce to come so she could ask him to take her to see Dusk.

'He told me that after I rest, he will take me to Dusk,' she thought. 

When she finished her meal, Drayce timely entered their room and the two servants left after bowing to him. Her eyes brightened upon seeing him; it was not for him, but the expectations to see Dusk. 

Drayce noticed those bright eyes and he knew the reason for it. 

'To my wife, my pet is more important than me,' Drayce thought with dissatisfaction. His eyes darkened a little as if the hidden devil inside him had started to dominate him. 'But it won't be the same for long. My wife is mine only.' 

He was pulled back to reality by the sweet voice of his wife. 

"Your Majesty?"

Drayce, who was just back to his senses, smiled at her as if he had not gotten annoyed just earlier. 

"How are you feeling now, my Queen?" His voice was gentle, the total opposite of how his thoughts became aggressive a while ago.

"I am fine, Your Majesty," she replied politely before immediately asking the important question. "May I ask how Dusk is doing?"

"I will take my Queen to see him first, and later, we can leave for the capital of Griven," he replied.

Seren's eyes widened as her voice shook a little. "I-Is Dusk not coming?"

"He will travel with us," Drayce replied. 

Seren felt relieved and heard Drayce again, "Shall we?"

Nodding lightly, Seren stood up and followed Drayce. Drayce took her to the guest room where they had kept Dusk. 

Inside, the first thing Seren saw was a bandaged eagle lying on a cushioned table top. Seemingly forgetting everything else, she hurried to the bird's side, not realizing her action caused the red-eyed man behind her to frown.

Dusk was lying silently on that cushioned arrangement. His wounded wing was wrapped in white bandages, the wing half-folded due to him not being able to fold it back. Sensing the noise of footsteps, Dusk moved his head to look at the people who had arrived.

"Don't move," Seren instructed him. 

Dusk obediently put his head back on the cushion but continued to look at Seren. He let out a low croon, as if in greeting. 

She quietly caressed his head and said, "You will be fine soon." She didn't know what more to say, but she had to apologize to him. He was mauled by a wild animal because of her. If not for saving her, he would have remained in the sky, beyond the reach of those fearsome wolves. "You are hurt because of me and I apologize for it." 

Dusk rubbed his head back against her palm, as if saying no need to apologize. 

Drayce wanted to say she didn't need to apologize to him as he only did his job, which was to protect his master. Seren was his queen so ultimately she was his master too. But Drayce kept quiet. 

This side of her was what made her different from others—her kindness, one she freely showed disregarding everything else. 

Tears rolled down Seren's eyes as she couldn't bear to see Dusk like this. Drayce again sensed the change in the energy inside her, and he was sure there wouldn't be any rain manifesting due to her powers. It was similar to what he felt the previous day. It made him somewhat relieved; he didn't know what he would have done if Griven had to suffer harsh rain out of the blue. In a bustling merchant city like this, many people would have suffered due to the nature of their business. Shops would close and precious goods might go bad.

His queen was someone extraordinary, and he needed to handle her carefully to not cause harm to herself as well as to others. Although there was still much for him to learn about her, this extraordinary woman was now an inseparable part of his life. 

Just then, Sir Rulf arrived in the room. "Your Majesty, we are ready to leave." 

Nodding, Drayce turned back to look at Seren who was still crying as she continued to caress Dusk's head with her head lowered down. 

"My Queen, it's time…" Drayce stopped as he noticed something strange. 

The tears from Seren's long lashes were dropping on Dusk's body, causing wisps of purple-colored energy to be emitted and absorbed into his injured body. 

'What is that?' 

Drayce went to stand beside her to see if he had seen things wrong. He had not.

Seeing those teardrops turning into mild purple rays which reminded him of her eyes, he could not help but be dazed. 'Now even her tears are not normal. Exactly what kind of powers does she hold?'

It somehow reminded Drayce about a miraculous item—the magic elixirs. Those magic elixirs he used to heal Seren and Slayer had emitted a similar light spectrum when he saw them in that pouch, although those pills were emitting a bluish glow, not purple. 

'Were those elixirs made by using her powers?'

Now, Drayce was curious about how her tears would affect Dusk. If they had a similar effect as those elixirs, then there was no question they would help Dusk to get better sooner than expected. 

'I wonder if she is aware of this power and what those elixirs were made of.'

"My Queen, it's time for us to leave," Drayce spoke and she finally opened her eyes and nodded to him. 

She was about to wipe her eyes with her bare palm, but Drayce held her hand. "Not like this."

She looked at him, puzzled. He pulled out a silk cloth from his robe and dabbed it on her eyes. She found his action uncomfortable, but she allowed him to do it without a word of complaint.