Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

Hazel blinked. She felt like her body was too heavy but what stunned her was the condition of the room. She remembered each scene vividly in front of her eyes.

She was sure that she had attacked her brother. Yet it felt like it was not her. She had not done it.

The daggers! She didn't even know where she got so many daggers. As if she just raised her hands in the sky and a dagger landed on them each time.

She dragged her heavy body to the nearest chair and then stared at the name and post of the girls. Many of them had an address to where he had kept those girls as if they were animals.

"There is no time to waste!" She stood up to find Lucian. What if he increased the security or changed their places before she could reach them. Because if the truth would come out then he would lose the position of benevolent king he was trying to make after trapping her father.

She stood up and ran out of the room only to feel the intense gaze of the knights but when she turned back to look at them, they stole their gaze away.

"Where is Lucian?" she asked in a cold voice but the knights did not give her any reply. They continued to stare at her as if waiting for magic to happen.

"Oh! So, you want to get beaten by the daggers too." she bluffed as she took out the dagger she was holding when Vincent ran out of the room and finally their pupils shrank.

As if they have found a hidden secret. They mumbled something to themselves before pointing in a certain direction.

She turned to see that Lucian was running towards her. His body was covered with so many small injuries just like he had battled with many to come here. His hair was dishevelled and his face looked pale but she felt a glint of silver in his eyes that made her frown.

"Oh thank goodness, that you are fine, my lady. I was too worried for you.``He was sure that they had kept her confined so that they could hurt her freely. That was why he was so anxious to reach her all this time.

But she was looking good, refreshed to be honest as if she had taken a bath recently.

"You are finally here! You are too free spirited to enjoy your whole day leisurely.`` The sarcasm took him off guard.

Anyone could tell that he had fought his way to reach there yet she was mocking him. She had never done that in the past even when she was behaving like a brat.

"We need to go here!" she passed the parchment where the address was written to Lucian who frowned. "There are girls trapped in this building."

Her words only raised more caution from him. What if it was all a trap?

"This.. I am not sure, my lady. What if we wait for my lord to return and ask him for his advice." he was sure that Rafael would never let her do so when she scoffed.

"I know that you are afraid that it could be a trap. I am sure about it too. But we still must take the chance because we have no other choice.

It would be too late for the girls if we wasted more of our time in discussion.'' Even if there was a one percent chance that he had given her the right address out of fear, she wanted to take it rather than regretting all her life and thinking what was in there that night.

Looking at her stern eyes that were already filled with resolution, he could only sigh and nod. The last time when they went to save the kids had already cost them their life and now they were here again.

He really wanted to quit this job now. He nodded and that was all she needed before taking the initiative to leave the palace and walking towards the carriage.

"We need to go here." She passed the address to the coachman who nodded his head and the carriage started as soon as they sat on it.

"Why were there so many royal knights and other nobles in the palace?" he asked when they finally settled down.

Hazel, who was looking out of the window, gave him a glance before looking out again.

"They are investigating my father for his attempt to kill me."

"..........." could words like that be spoken so casually! More than that, why was running amok when she was trying to be killed in the morning only.

"You do not have to worry about it. It was not my father but I poisoned myself." she added so nonchalantly that he felt a loss of words.

He did not know how to respond to her anymore. So, he just nodded her head slightly while continuing to observe her to make sure that she was fine.

"Do not worry, I have never felt this good in my whole life." That was the end of all his questions.

He diligently closed his mouth once again without speaking a word. As if she could read his mind. Her every reply was spot on.

"No! I am not a psychic but your words are written all over your face." he wanted to tell her, even if that was the case, she was not looking at him then how did she know what was written there but he did not want to argue with her. Not when she was in such a sarcastic mood.

Her vibes had changed and her aura.. It was giving him an eerie feeling. As if he should be fearful of her. She was stronger than him, more than he could think of.

He was just glad that she was unharmed.

"We are almost there. I want you to run and ask for help if it is really a trap."