Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Something in the mist (Part 1)

They drew away from the human lands and closer to Nightbrook, and the closer they got, the more Belle's blood turned cold and her palms drenched with sweat of nervousness. She had eaten, not as much as she wished she could because of Rohan. The coachman had brought her many various meals she did not believe she could finish even if they were to travel on for days, not only food but snacks that would not easily spoil and a bag to put them in for her to eat later on the journey. He also got her a few water gourds.

Everything looked enticing, but her stomach could not take them in. She was not just already homesick but terrified of what awaited her the moment she reached Nightbrook. She was exhausted and scared to the point of nauseousness. They had not even arrived, and yet he had kissed her and said words no man had said to her before.

'I want to see you with nothing on but the blush on your cheeks. Your Jamie did not know how to treat a woman properly, little lamb. I will teach you once we reach my home.'

What would he teach her? And what did he mean by Jamie did not know how to treat a woman properly? In her own opinion, he was the one who did not know how to treat a woman properly. She'd seen many gentlemen in her life of attending balls. They did not do so much as kiss a female's knuckles, even though they were married. He was supposed to wait until he took her to his house.

He did not ask for her permission before kissing her or saying crude words that made her stomach feel like little things were crawling inside her and generating a heat chamber and setting her skin aflame. His words and intense eyes made her embarrassed and self-conscious to the point that she had almost put her food to her nose instead of her mouth. Did he have to look at her while she ate, after what he had said?

What sort of man was she married to? No doubt everything he did was part of his madness. He had been in an asylum for years, and she'd heard that in an asylum, even if you were sane and put in there, you would slowly turn insane from the tutoring and purging. If he had been put in a place like that and had come out of it, he was the kind of man she would want to stay clear of, only that she was now unfortunate enough to be married to him.

She had asked herself a few times now, if she were to turn back time to weeks ago when she told her family she would go in place of Eve, would she redo it and not put herself through this? The answer to that question was as clear as the fact that her time in Nightbrook would be hell before she was returned to her family. She would do anything to make them acknowledge her as they did Eve. She would still follow the same path as this.

If she came out of this alive and sane, she could finally live the life she wanted without anyone being against it. As a reward for her giving a few years of her life for Aragonia, she would be allowed to marry Jamie, and if he would not take her, she would request the king to give her her own home in Aragonia so she would no longer be a burden to anyone.

Now, however, she had to live in the moment and brace herself for whatever awaited her once they arrived. He had not spoken to her again, nor had he touched any of the food he'd sent the coachman to fetch for her. He had only eaten a single snack.

She had wordlessly offered it to him when it was first brought, expecting him to refuse as he did not look interested in the food, but to her surprise, he had said,

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Her fingers trembled slightly as she unwrapped the linen cloth tied with a string around the snacks, not thinking much about it, until she held it out to him. But instead of taking it with his hands, he had leaned in, lips parting as he took it straight from her fingers.

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