Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 202

Chapter 202: Dead Person_Part 1

"Witch cake?" came Rohan’s dangerously dark, alarmed voice. "You can shove your witch cake down your—"

"Good, I like witch cakes. How much are they? Let me have a taste of one!" Belle said with enthusiasm as she glared at Rohan, who seemed to believe the cakes were literal witch cakes.

For someone who had not stepped out into the world since he was a boy to be around real people and humans, Belle could understand how all this was to him and how he couldn’t see that the man behind the stall needed the money.

The man’s coat was torn and thin, something that did not look good enough to keep him warm in such weather, and his son was not wearing anything better. She had been around people like this in Aragonia to know what their lives were like. She always went to the market and had many acquaintances with people who came from low-class families and tried to make ends meet, just like this man.

But knowing Rohan, he did not care, or perhaps he did not see beyond his dislike for humans, and she did not blame him for it at all.

She leaned to whisper to him as the man and his son opened the transparent leather covering over the snacks to take one out for her.

"Stop scowling like that, my dear. They are just cakes, they are not literal witch cakes. They need the money, and we have enough to help and give. Let’s buy some, it won’t harm anybody."

She told him, and then pulled back to look at the man behind the stall.

"Each one is a silver coin, but you can take them for a cent. Here you go." He handed her one on a newsletter parchment, and she took it with a "Thank you."

Rohan had brought her through this fair because he wanted them to walk the rest of the way to an eatery he had heard was the best in the city, which was why he had not made them have breakfast at home. Now, seeing how she was taking this black cake from the man, he was tempted to stop her. He did not trust any of these people, as there were too many heartbeats around him to focus on one particular person and judge whether they meant good or harm.

However, he prepared himself. If this cake turned out to be something harmful, he would not care about anything and would kill this man along with his son, who had brought them here. He scowled all the way as Belle took the cake into her mouth and, with a hesitant look, began to chew it.

At first, Belle frowned at the unfamiliar taste, until she chewed further and the flavor broke on her tongue. There was something milky in the middle of the cake that brought more sweetness to it.

She chewed and took another bite until she finished the one in her hand and looked at the seller. "Oh my Lord, that is one of the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted. Can I have more?"

The man smiled and nodded his head quickly as he reached to bring out another and handed it to her. This time, however, Belle turned to bring the cake toward Rohan’s mouth.

"Have a bite." She nudged the cake toward his slightly parted lips, which opened reluctantly. He accepted it, still scowling with distrust toward the humans.

Rohan had eaten worse things in his life, and though he didn’t care about the cake being black, he simply didn’t trust it. He was always wary of things he didn’t know, especially when they were made by creatures he fed from. But he let her feed him anyway, if it was something harmful and she had eaten it, it was only right that he had it as well.

He chewed slowly, expecting the worst, but the moment the flavor spread across his tongue, his brow twitched in surprise. He looked down at the black thing in her hand, still chewing, slower now, thoughtful.

"...It’s sweet," he said at last, his voice low.

"We will have more then," Belle announced happily. "How much is everything on the stall?" she asked the man, and he looked at her, stunned.

With tears in the man’s eyes, he said almost eagerly, "Everything here is two gold coins, but I will take even one." freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

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