Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 204

Chapter 204: Dead Person_Part 3

"Wh-what was that for, Rohan?" she asked, confused and overwhelmed by so many thoughts at once. "All I wanted was to see my future and know if I will be with you, but he looked like that... What did he see? He looked like—" She didn’t realize she was shaking until she felt Rohan drop all the bags he held and pull her into his arms, hugging her to his chest as he cursed beneath his breath.

"He’s a madman. I’ve seen many like that in the asylum who believe they are something they’re not. He has no power to read. He did not see anything. He’s just putting up a shitty act to scare you. Shh. It’s okay," he assured her, stroking her hair gently while his darkened eyes drifted back to the stall they had just walked away from.

"Men like that have shit for brains. Don’t buy their words, sweetheart."

He pressed his lips against her hair, holding her more tightly as she nodded her head as if trying to convince herself that he was right.

But the truth was that she was shaken and could not bring herself to forget the look of horror she had seen in the eyes of the man. She’d never been feared like that in all her life, and it made her wonder what he saw. But then she decided it was best to believe he saw nothing and was only putting on an act to scare her, to take money...

But...He didn’t even take any money from them.

Rohan took Belle to a bench under a roofed area and then told her to sit while he went to find and buy her something to drink. He told her not to move, and she sat down with a lost look and a nod of her head.

Rohan watched her for a moment, and his jaw clenched. He turned on his heels, and with a speed that even the people around missed, he was back before the stall they had just walked away from.

The man who had terrified his wife was nowhere there, and Rohan closed his eyes and used his vampire ability to trace the man. In no time, he got a direction.

Rohan walked in that direction, following the man’s scent, and he soon found him limping away with his stick as he moved to go stop a coach to take.

"Not so fast, old man," Rohan gritted as he pulled the man’s coat from the back and hurled him into an alley. He slammed him against the stone wall and grabbed his neck.

"You will tell me what all that fucking shit was, or you lose your head right here and now."

The man’s face was still pale like it had been when he first looked down at the card Belle pulled, and now he was trembling as he asked,

"Wh-what do you want from me?"

Rohan smirked coldly as he tightened his grip around the man’s neck. His eyes narrowed down at the man, and he put him under his compelling spell, as he did not want to waste time asking.

"What did you see in that card and her palm?" he demanded quietly.

And the man, who was under his spell, began to speak without a tremor in his voice again.

"Her palms are not clear, and when she pulled the card, it was blank and had the outline of a dead person," the man began, his voice trembling. "I have many professions, and while I read palms and tell fortunes, I am also a spirit exorcist, I drive away spirits and ghosts. I’ve seen the dead too many times, and when they touch my cards, I know."

"That woman took a card, and it showed the same patterns as when the dead touch it. She is not alive. That woman is a dead person with no soul. She has no soul in her, she is the soul. She is dead! A dead person living among the living like a human."

Rohan’s grip tightened around the man’s throat, his jaw clenched as he fought the urge to demand the truth outright. What the man was saying sounded like absolute madness, but then Rohan remembered the man was under his compulsion. He couldn’t lie, not under a vampire’s influence. The words, however insane they sounded, were the truth as the man knew it.

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