Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 151

Chapter 151: For you

"I did not see it, but I heard it. I think they killed someone..." she said quietly, tightening her arm around his midsection where she had draped it. "I wish the king would cancel the season and not allow such a thing anymore."

"You don’t want the game to happen anymore?" came Rohan’s gentle question.

No sane person would want to be part of such a game where they killed each other instead of hunting, Belle thought to herself, and then gave a small nod. He brought his other hand up and touched her nose, a crooked smile gracing his lips.

"Then I will make this year become the last time there will be such a game," he said, with a conviction that sounded like a promise.

Belle’s brows drew together. "How are you going to do that? You can’t change the king’s mind."

From what she observed, the king didn’t like Rohan. In fact, they seemed to resent each other so deeply that they didn’t bother to hide it when their eyes met across the hall. Not to mention how the king constantly tried to test Rohan’s sanity, always searching for an excuse to send him back to the madhouse.

Someone so desperate to lock him away would never listen to him, let alone take his suggestion seriously to end the hunt. If anything, the king would only make the game harder for Rohan out of spite.

Rohan laughed. "Who said anything about changing the king’s mind? That bastard would never listen to any words of suggestion I bring." He clicked his tongue, causing Belle to look up at him.

His dark eyes blended into the shadows of the night, unreadable, while the faint glow of the fire cast warm light along the strong line of his jaw. She couldn’t stop herself, her hand rose and gently touched his face, her fingers brushing along his jaw as if to anchor herself in the moment.

"Then how are you going to stop it from happening again?" she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

There was a pause from him, and then a sinister kind of grin slowly curved his lips. He leaned down, his face so close she could feel his breath as he whispered,

"I can become the king for you. Once I take the throne, I’ll be able to grant you your wish and cancel the hunt from ever happening."

Belle froze, her eyes widening slightly, and then she blinked, unsure if she had heard him right.

She chuckled softly and decided to believe he was only joking, because him being on the throne after his uncle was now impossible, not unless his uncle died and his cousins were unable to provide an heir and he provided it, would he have a chance with the throne. But even though she thought he did not mean the words, she told him,

"You shouldn’t say things like that outside. If anyone overhears you, it would be considered treason."

He only smiled even more at her words of caution and pulled her closer to him. "Whatever you want, my love." He pressed his lips to her forehead. He had already taken her first words seriously, about her not liking the hunt and wanting it to stop.

He would stop it for her. He would, surely.

Not just the game, if she told him she wanted the king’s head along with it, he would get it for her on a platter and present it to her.

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