Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135: Unstable_Part 3

Rav looked restless, shifting his weight as if torn between explaining and rushing off. Then, as if deciding it would be a waste of time to keep evading her, he released a heavy sigh and began to speak.

"I believe His Lordship has fallen into one of his spells." He scratched the back of his head, trying to find the right words to explain it when she gave him a questioning look. He could have said the words mad or insane, which would have been quicker, but he didn’t like them. So instead, he decided to explain the situation.

"I left him in the study to take his medicine, and I went to prepare his bath, but by the time I returned, I found the bowl of medicine broken on the floor, with the medicine all over the rug. He didn’t drink it. The door of the study room was left open, and the documents on the desk were thrown all over the floor. Even the chair was broken. I can’t seem to find him anywhere he usually is when he’s not in the study," Rav spoke quickly, deciding not to hide what was going on from the lady.

Belle’s stomach knotted.

"What medicine did you give him? What’s wrong with him?" she asked, trying to process everything he’d said in one breath.

Rav was silent for a moment, visibly reluctant. He looked away, his jaw tense, before finally returning his gaze to her.

"It’s a concoction given to the mad vampires in the asylum... to calm their madness."

Belle’s breath seized at those words. For a long second, she couldn’t respond.

Then, all at once, a wave of anger consumed her. "Why would you give him such medicine? He isn’t mad!" she cried, her voice rising without restraint.

The outburst startled the servants still cleaning her chamber, and they rushed to the door, curious and alarmed, pressing close to catch what was being said between the lady and the head of the castle staff.

"Lower your voice, my lady," Rav cautioned, and then, looking toward the door of the lady’s chamber, he barked an order, "Get back to the kitchen, all of you!"

The servants, hoping to listen to what was wrong with the Lordship—whom they had noticed had worn his attire all wrong and was muttering words to himself as he walked away with a lost expression, like the madman people said he was—rushed out of the chamber hurriedly. Bowing to Rav and the lady, they hurried away.

Only after they were gone did Rav speak to the impatient Belle. "Just like you, I believe he is as sane as any person. But His Lordship had requested for the concoction. He is in a state I will tell you might make you question his sanity currently. Whatever happened last night must have exhausted him and he had masked it in your present. I am sorry for asking this of you, but, my lady, I would appreciate it if you will perhaps go on with your eating until I find him and mix him another bowl of—"

"How can you expect me to go on eating when you’re telling me this?" Belle cut him off, unable to control her agitation and guilt for the fact that he was in such a state because of what she had requested of him last night. He had risked himself to travel to take Jamie to safety because she had asked him to...

She did not understand completely what was happening, but she knew she would not be able to eat or pretend everything was fine if she did not see him for herself. The way he had left her chamber made her believe he wasn’t alright.

"Have you checked his chamber?" Belle asked when Rav looked ready to persuade her to go on with what she was doing until he found Rohan himself.

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