Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

"Yes, we were going to the ruined lands. And I want you to come with me!" it was not a question or request. She knew that she had to go with him.

With a bright smile on her face, it looked like a fully blown rose.

"Oh! I am very excited to see the land I have heard so much about and if you are with me, I do not need to worry about witches too!" even though he knew she was acting, her eyes flickered as he looked at her smiling face.

For a second he continued to stare at her before nodding his head.

"Since you are ready, we all will leave for now." Though terrified in her heart, she nodded her head faking a smile.

Since she had already met a witch while entering the lands, it was a given that many others would attack them.

So, how did it matter whether would stay here and wait for them to attack or go their lands and initiate the war first.

Lost in her thoughts, she continued to walk behind him with her head lowered as she repeated in her heart to not look at the witches no matter how beautiful they were.

Just as they reached the entrance, Rafael stripped in his tracks and turned to look at her as if he wanted to make sure that she was fine but she did not notice that he had already stopped and crashed into his chest.

The effect was just like hitting the rock. Hazel rubbed her nose as her eyes glared at the man who was blocking her way without saying a word.

"If you are frail, at least you should be alert so that you keep track of things around you!" she pursued her lips as she looked away.

She had thought that he would apologize to her but he started scolding her instead. As if he wanted to say something, he opened his mouth but then closed it again as he turned and walked in the carriage.

'Tsk! What a moody vampire!' she muttered under her breath as she followed him in rubbing her nose.

Just when the count was about to follow them in the carriage, Rafael narrowed his eyes on him and he flinched.

"I think I should take another carriage. I will see you there, my lord!" Rafael nodded and closed the door straight on the face of the man who was gritting his teeth with a burning face.

He had been thoroughly insulted by Rafael but for now, he would endure. Since the result always needed hard work, he would handle this small amount of humiliation.

An amusing smile formed on the face of the girl. She knew that the count was furious with the way Rafael was treating him yet he was trying to behave so humble. Could it be that it was a better way of survival.

Even she was changing her way of survival, from arrogant to flattery for the vampire who could be his key to survival.

"Here, read it!" she felt something hit her again when she was lost in her thoughts. With a frown she turned only to see that she had a book on her lap.

"The book is about witches. Your knowledge about them is extremely poor. So, I ordered one for you. You can read it on the journey so that you have an idea about them!" her eyes sparkled as she stared at the book with interest.

She had tried her best to find a good book in the library but there was no book present about it. She must have known that only Rafael could bring one for her.

Without even saying thanks or other greetings, she started reading it when his eyes continued to narrow on her face.

He was looking at her every expression with such intensity as if he was waiting for something special to happen.

"Basics to witchcraft-

Power of witches-

Elemental powers.

Spell powers.

Healing powers.

Hypnotizing and hallucination spells.

Teleportation spells.

Changing the past.

Coming back for life!"

The more she read the contents of the books, more deep lines started to form on her face.

Could it be that he had bought the wrong book for her! Shouldn't it be how to save yourself from the attack of the witches.

Why did it feel like it was a book to learn the skills of a witch. As if a quick guide on how to be a witch.

Even when she complained her interest peaked. Like any other kid, she was fascinated with magic and had always looked at the magicians with marvel.

How wonderful would it have been if she would have powers too.

Then she would have used the power to get herself free and then have made her father a toad and so as scarlet.

Well, she pursued her lips as her eyes fell on the spell again and again. Though she knew that she was not a witch.. What if!

What if the spell works for others too? Or what if it worked for those who had hidden talent or powers.

There was nothing wrong in trying. Was it? It would be just for entertainment and curiosity, she told herself when her lips had already started reciting the simplest spell she would think of.

It was nothing much, the spell was for those who bear the element of water. It would fill the empty glass for its whisperer.

She picked up the pitcher and drank all of it in one gulp and peeked in. When she was sure that it was empty, she stared at Rafael, afraid that he would misunderstand her, but he was busy looking out.

With a relief and a sly smile on her face, she spelled the words slowly to make sure she would do it right,

But with anticipation, when she peeked into the pitcher, it was still empty.

A frown formed on her face as she repeated the process with more cation, masking sure she would do it perfectly.