Witch's Daughter And The Devil's Son

The next day, there was a council meeting. Drayce and Seren were invited to the meeting to be introduced to the council members and the elders of all the clans.

Drayce and Seren entered the massive circular council hall, which was built from intricately carved stones. The chairs were arranged in a half-circle, while the other half featured a single throne meant for the King. The structure was entirely different from the throne hall of the king in the human kingdom.

Seren found it fascinating to witness a completely different side of the world and how things operated here.

As the Dragon and his mate entered the council hall, everyone stood to show respect to the most powerful being in the hierarchy of supernaturals—a Dragon.

Drayce and Seren stood facing the council members after greeting the King of Agartha, Draven Aramis.

Evanthe stepped forward to address the council members. They all knew that Evanthe was the one who had brought this other Dragon to the kingdom, so she would be the one to introduce him.

"Respected council members, I am pleased to introduce to you all another divine Dragon. He is the king of the human kingdom, Megaris, a Red Dragon, King Drayce Ivanov, and his mate, Seren Ivanov."

Everyone bowed to them and welcomed the pair, unaware that they were about to hear something far more shocking than they had anticipated.

"Drayce is also my son," Evanthe announced. "He is a Dragon and a warlock."

A dead silence enveloped the entire council hall. Aside from a few, most looked as if they had been struck by lightning.

'The Queen of Witches is a Dragon's mate? That means there is another Dragon. But where is he?'

Countless questions began to swirl in their minds.

Evanthe had anticipated their reaction and explained, "I know what you all are thinking. It is true that Drayce is my son, and his father is also a Dragon. However, I do not wish to reveal any details about his father, as his existence is beyond this world and does not concern us. Having my son here, in front of you all, should be enough."

Evanthe's commanding voice and determined gaze left no room for further questions. The council members understood that they would not receive any answers if she did not wish to give them.

She continued, "Let me properly introduce his mate. Seren Ivanov, Queen of Megaris, is also a demigod of the Earth element, the daughter of the deity of Earth herself."

A shocked uproar rose in the council hall, and everyone instinctively dropped to their knees to bow before a deity. Seren was surprised by their reaction. She glanced at Sierra, who stood to the side, and wondered—when her own mother had been reluctant to accept her—whether it was right to accept the title she had inherited.

"Please, rise, all of you," Seren said gently. "I am no deity. Just treat me as a human with some divine power. I am nothing special."

Everyone stood, still respectful. They now had the deity of fire among them, and now the demigod of Earth. Agartha seemed holier than ever before.

Draven then announced, "Tomorrow, we will have the marking ceremony for the Red Dragon and his mate. It will be conducted here in the council hall, in the presence of all council members and the elders of the clans of this kingdom."

A cheer erupted from the crowd. They were thrilled to witness the proper marking ceremony of the most powerful divine beast and his mate.

After discussing the ceremony, the council meeting ended, and everyone departed, except for the dragons and those related to them.

"I didn't see Morpheus or Aureus here?" Evanthe asked Draven.

"Those two are probably flying around somewhere," Draven responded.

"Make sure Aureus is here tomorrow so he can witness the marking ceremony. As the lord of the Divine Eagle Clan, his presence is necessary. In the future, when he has a mate, it will be important for him to have seen this," Evanthe said.

Draven hummed in agreement, and she turned to Drayce. "Dray, have you decided where you're going to build your place?"

"Yesterday, Yorian showed me around, and I chose a spot. Today, I'll start building it—well, Erebus will," Drayce replied.

Evanthe was pleased to hear this, recognizing that Drayce was now beginning to acknowledge what should rightfully belong to Erebus.

"You can head out and start the construction while I keep Seren company and show her around," Evanthe suggested.

"I'll be back soon," Drayce assured Seren, giving her a gentle hug and a kiss on her forehead before getting ready to leave.

Draven turned to his mate. "Stay with our guest so she doesn't feel lonely. I'll join Drayce."

Ember nodded and watched as Draven, Drayce, and Yorian disappeared.

Now, only the four women were left. Seren and Ember hadn't had the chance to speak properly until now.

Ember approached Seren and said, "You look even more beautiful than I saw you in my dreams." Experience new stories with m v|l-e'm,pyr

"So, I wasn't the only one seeing you in my dreams?" Seren remarked.

"You two are connected because of the hellfire, and that connection will remain as long as a part of Ember's power resides within you," Evanthe explained.

Seren looked at Ember apologetically. "I'm not sure how to return it to you. I don't mean to keep it."

"I know," Ember reassured her. "In fact, it must have been a burden for you to carry it. I know how powerful the hellfire is. Acting as its vessel must have made things difficult for you."

Seren nodded. "I can't wait to give it back to you."

"We'll find a way soon," Evanthe assured.

"Seren, what would you like to do?" Ember asked. "Would you like to visit any of the clans? How about visiting the Divine Eagle Clan?"

"The clan that Lord Aureus belongs to? The ones with beautiful wings?" Seren inquired.

"Yes, that's the one. Would you like to go?" Ember asked again.

"Of course."

They stepped out of the palace, and Ember pulled out a whistle.

"What is that?" Seren asked curiously.

"It's a way to call my other mate," Ember chuckled and blew the whistle, though no sound came from it.

"I didn't hear anything," Seren remarked, puzzled.

"Only he can hear it," Ember explained. "Want to see?"

Seren nodded and examined the finely carved wooden whistle in Ember's hand, not daring to touch it as it belonged to her mate. "It's beautiful," Seren commented. "The tiny flower carved on it is exquisite."

"It's a real flower called Danshi," Ember explained. "Morpheus infused this whistle with this flower by using his divine power. This flower is meant only for the female that Divine Eagles wish to protect."

"Danshi?" Seren suddenly recalled something. "I think I have one with me."

Her words surprised the other women.

"Are you sure?" Ember asked, intrigued.

"Yes," Seren replied and pulled out a small brooch from her dress. "This one. One of my servants, who is a witch, infused this flower into the brooch."

The three women stared at the seemingly ordinary brooch, now understanding it was far from ordinary.

"Which Divine Eagle gave this to you?" Ember asked. "Your mate didn't object to you keeping it?"

Evanthe and Sierra were equally surprised as their minds began to work through the implications.

"Not a Divine Eagle," Seren replied innocently. "On my wedding day, my pet—an ordinary eagle—gifted it to me. Actually, he was Dray's pet first, so Dray didn't mind either."

"Are you sure he's just an ordinary eagle?" Ember asked, her tone thoughtful. "Only Divine Eagles of the highest rank can obtain this sacred flower, which connects them to the female they choose."

Seren felt puzzled, her thoughts turning to her pet. "Dusk?" She looked at Evanthe, who confirmed her suspicions. "Dusk is a Divine Eagle."

Seren was utterly shocked, speechless.

"Don't worry," Evanthe assured her, seeing the disbelief on her face. "He must have given it to you to protect you."

Just then, two eagles descended, stirring the air around them as they landed. Seren's gaze immediately found Aureus.

Aureus looked back at her, his eyes then shifting to the brooch in her hands, where he could sense the presence of the flower he had gifted her.

The way she looked at him, he understood that something was wrong. He then glanced at Evanthe, who was giving him a scrutinizing look as well. He had no idea what to say or do.