Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

Lucian punched the wall once again. The scene of Hazel running towards Rafael and hugging her with all her might did not leave his eyes.

“Argh” what was he doing? He was here on a mission. A mission to make that demon forget about witches and the first step was bringing him closer to his wife. Then.. Why was he getting so agitated?

Why did it feel like a huge rock was crushing his chest and he was not able to take breath. He would go crazy if it continued. The wall had already gone red with the continuous punching and he knew soon the other servants would knock on his door to see what was happening.

What if Rafael comes to know of his actions? He was already doubtful from the time knights had attacked them in the forest. He could not get anymore of his attention.

The thought that the future of his coven was dependent on him brought a bit of his rationality back. He took a few deep breaths and then stared at the blood that was dripping from his hands.

“How crazy I had gone that even my powers were not working. Huh?” he muttered under his breath as he noticed how the blood stopped and the wound started to disappear slowly._.

He needed to distract his mind from those foolish thoughts until he started accepting them. He reminded him as he stood up and walked out of the room.

Taking the root of the woods, he hid himself in the dark and jumped the walls of the palace. The area where the slave workers are kepot did not have much securty since their soul was already broken. They were sure that none of them would try to run away since the slaves knew, with the mark of slavery on their body, the outer words was darker for them.

They were more safe here with only being taken as free laborers but out of these walls, they would be treated worse. They were trained to be loyal dogs of the palace but Lucian was different. He was neither trained nor been a slave. He had just casted a few spells on the auctioneer controlling his mind to be part of it so that he could reach Hazel.

A smile formed on his lips when he recalled their first meeting. She was the only one who was worried about him that made him amused but touched at the same time.

He had thought that she was a fool but with time he realized that behind that cold and arrogant surface, she was a warm and compassionate woman that could die for strangers.

She was warm hearted, soft spoken and a sweet woman. She had never seen such an amazing woman before.

He shook his head as he thought. What was he even thinking? He had decided not to think about her or Rafael anymore.

“You seem to be a lost boy!” he heard the voice he had heard in the morning and snapped his head back towards it.

The witch was leisurely sitting on the roof with her legs dangling in the air that he was sure she had casted another spell of illusion.

“What are you even doing here?” he could not understand why a first generation witch was using a large part of her powers in hiding at the palace of the emperor unless she had benefited from it.

“I have my own reasons.” she muttered softly and he felt a hint of melancholy in her voice while her eyes stared at the distance.

“But you.. Why were you so disheveled when you came back a few hours ago?” with a look of curiosity in her voice, he looked at her interestingly.

“We were attacked while saving some kids from traffickers. Wait.. why should i tell you when you did not reply to any of my questions?” he frowned as he stared back at her when she chuckled softly.

“Because I am your ancestor, you should be respectful to me.” with a tone full of self centered, she muttered it so actually that he rolled his eyes.

“Anyways, did you know why they were hiding the kids there?” he shook his head but noticed that she was still staring at him as if waiting for him to explain further.

Most of the time, he felt annoyed when someone pry so much but surprisingly, she gave a soothing feeling that he did not feel strange in her company even when he did not know her.

“Then you should go and look for it kid, it will also help you in distracting yourself. You are looking too worried about something.” she added when she noticed that he was lost in his thoughts.

Go and look for the reason? That was what Hazel had asked him to do too. Though he did not understand why? Isn’t it common for the orphan kids to be treated badly? Sold and purchased and used as slaves as humans never cared about those who are below them.

Yet they both were sure that there were more to it!

“Fine, I am going.” at the very least it would be a distraction as he had thought.

The girl smiled appreciatively as she nodded her head making him feel a bit proud when he jumped the wall again but many knights were standing on the door. He felt that the security had increased suddenly.

“Just go, they will not be able to see you.” he frowned as he wanted to tell her that his specialty was healing and wind, not invisibility but a knight walked past him without even looking at him when he heard her laughing again.

“Consider it as a gift to a kid by his elders.” Elder, my foot! She looked no less than a 20 year old young woman but he knew that looks are deceiving.

“Thank you.” with that he jumped the wall again and disappeared into the dark land.

Since Hazel was not with him, it took him only a few minutes to reach the palace with the help of winds as he flew high in the sky or more like winds were holding him in their arms but when he reached there he heard noises.

“You should not be here.”