Love Between Dragon And Human

There was neither guilt nor shame in Ember's eyes, only shyness.

Shyness?

"I...I made the mistake of confessing my feelings to you in my dream, instead of saying it to you in person."

Draven froze in his place as he watched her face flush a beautiful shade of pink. 

Confession? She confessed to him in a dream? A memory suddenly resurfaced in his mind.  Was this what Morphues was referring to when he said he heard something from her which was meant for her mate?

Because of the Glass Mist Flowers, Ember mistook Morpheus for Draven?

"In that dream, you accepted my feelings and…" She stopped and exhaled through her mouth. "Well, but, I know now that it was all a dream."

Draven found the unsettling weight inside his chest fading, replaced by a stranger, more complicated feeling he could not name. He understood that she ended up confessing to Morpheus and he responded to her in kind as he had romantic feelings for her as well.