Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16: New chamber

Belle was soon led into the castle by Rav, who seemed to work as a coachman and a valet all at once. She had also realized he was the same man who, during their wedding ceremony, had walked to her husband to whisper into his ear whenever he stared as if in a trance state.

She'd seen him give orders to the servants before he gestured toward the massive double door of the castle that he had explained to her was a former Royal castle before their late king and queen were dead. He did not say "before the mad vampire killed them," but she already knew because the words had spread to all the lands at their death.

It was said they had been the most generous rulers among all the rulers of Nightbrook until they were brutally killed by their own son one night. He had not denied killing them and had laughed in their faces, saying he would do it all over again if they came back to life. When asked why he had done it when he was taken to the asylum, his reply had been chillingly cold and blank, and many had shuddered in Aragonia when told the story.

He had looked at his uncle, the current king, and said, "Because I felt like killing them." And then he'd smirked and crossed his legs to relax. Belle had thought the rumors might be somewhat exaggerated because the humans hated the bloodsuckers, but seeing his eyes and how he behaved, she would be almost convinced that he was capable of it but did not want to judge him way too fast when he had not done anything apart from infuriating her so far.

If he was half the monster they painted him to be, the vampire king would not risk the peace treaty by marrying her to a completely insane person. The rumors might have exaggerated his madness and his killing of his parents. Perhaps some accident had occurred at that time? There must be some sort of misunderstanding because she could not imagine a child killing his own parents for his amusement.

Even though her parents had not been the best to her, she could never imagine killing them, especially when he was said to have been doted upon as the only heir to his father. She didn't want to dwell too much on the terrifying things said about him in Aragonia, as it would only make her feel even more uneasy in his presence. Instead, she would focus on living alongside him in peace, at least until she found a way to uncover their weaknesses, though she had no idea how to go about it.

She also tried not to think too much about what he had said about tonight being their wedding night. He did not look like he meant it, but the thought of it sent a fiery flame into her blood vessels. She cleared her throat and focused on what Rav was explaining to her about the castle.

"...Your chamber will be different from his lordship's, and unless you are sent for, you are not to venture into his chamber, do you understand?" he asked as he stopped at a bending staircase to turn to her. He saw how she was looking around at the old stones of the castle, but when he stopped, she quickly looked at him and nodded her head.

He thought he saw her even sigh in relief at the fact that she wouldn't be sharing a room with Rohan. He did not know how she had managed to catch his lordship's interest the moment he saw her face in the wedding hall, but he hoped she would not break by the time she had stayed here for years.

She looked like a curious young girl with how her eyes kept straying around her and taking in every dreadful detail Rohan had personally crafted around his castle.

Rohan was a man who did not care about anyone's feelings. She looked quite innocent he could not help but pity her. It was a surprise that Rohan had not thrown her under the moving carriage wheel on their way here_just to see how her organs would burst and crush, feeding his curiosity about human anatomy while ridding himself of the marriage.

He had clearly been against it and swore he would make sure he came back as empty as he had left, without a bride, but he had not only come back with her but also tried to speak to her and treated her better than he did anyone in his life in the carriage.

She could starve from hunger and he wouldn't care or blink an eye, but he'd sent Rav to get her food. Sigh, he'd been serving his lordship for so long, and yet it seemed he did not know much about him. But if he were to judge based on Rohan's behavior, it was possible that he was keeping the girl solely for his own amusement. And once that wore off, he might send her corpse back to her family with a note carved into her hollowed-out chest:

"She's in a better place. Thank me later."

He had done it many times before.

"Whenever you need something in the castle, my lady, you can always ask me. I'll be at your service during your stay here," because he did not believe she would be staying alive for long. But to hide his underlying meaning, he added, "I'm sure you're more than eager to be resting after such a tiresome journey. If you'll follow me, I'll show you to your chambers." He said when she hesitated as she came face to face with a deer head hung on the wall leading to the stairs. Her eyes widened in horror as if she'd never seen such a decoration before.

Rav turned to resume walking toward the broad stone staircase that led upward into darkness, expecting her to follow him, but Belle stood where she was as the darkness ahead sent shivers down her spine.

"Pardon me, sir, but why is everything so dark?" she asked.

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