Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 15

Chapter 15: Prepare for me_Part 2

Tell His Majesty that his thoughtfulness toward my wife is truly appreciated," he said, his husky voice carrying a note of warmth that masked the sharpness beneath. "And I'll be sure to see that he never has to bring in more humans."

The words might have sounded harmless to the unsuspecting humans.

But not to Rav, who knew his lordship all too well.

"I will send the word, my Lord. Carry the lady's trunks into her chamber and prepare her bath for the night," Rav said, turning to the line of seven servants. They hurriedly nodded and rushed off to complete their tasks.

They could not afford to offend any of the vampires in any way. In truth, even though the mad vampire was someone anyone wouldn't want to cross, they were still lucky to even be here.

Nightbrook had not attacked any human land since many years ago. They had gotten human slaves in those years they fought with the human lands. And as humans were easy to reproduce, they had created a slave establishment in Nightbrook where all the humans taken years ago were made into sex slaves.

They allowed them to sleep with each other by giving them Aphrodisiacs and locking them up with the males. In no time, the establishment had been working smoothly, with human babies growing up into adults and being sold to wealthy vampire families or royals. Most of them had never even been to the human land, as they had been born and brought up in Nightbrook and trained to obey the vampires who bought them.

Belle couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy as she watched the servants bump into one another in their haste to unload her trunks. She couldn't wait to make all these bloodsuckers pay for their cruelty and heartlessness towards her kind. She would feel comfortable with humans serving her, but she couldn't be at ease knowing they had been brought here and forced into it, unlike the servants in Aragonia who worked for wealthy families by choice and were paid for their service. Here, they worked without payment.

What she didn't realize was that they considered themselves fortunate. Compared to those forced to serve as blood givers or breeders, being a mere servant was a privilege.

There were four girls and three boys and among the girls there was one who reminded her of her sister as she struggled to lift the heavy trunk from the back of the carriage, her slender hands were quivering.

Belle was tempted to help the girl, just as she had always assisted the servants in the Dawson household, but before she could move, a firm grip on her wrist stopped her.

"What do you think you are doing, little bunny?"

His voice came from beside her, smooth and knowing. She tore her gaze from the servants and looked at him, his brows arched into the fringe of dark blue strands covering his forehead. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

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