Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

"When she was dying, she had told me that she would come back and before I would stop mourning for her, she would have taken another birth already!" to say that she was shocked would be an understatement.

Not because she whispered those words but for him to actually believe it.

No matter how strong a witch she was, did she have the right to decide that she would reincarnate or not?

How foolishly in love was he, to think that her words were true!

"I know you think that it was utter nonsense. But I have faith in her and since then I have been looking for every girl who was born in the year when she died.

And if she had even the slightest resemblance to her, I would have brought them here to check if she was Madeline!" his voice turned softer and the look of longing in his eyes grew so strong that she could feel his pain even when she felt that he was doing all those efforts in vain,

"I have looked for more 1600 girls among humans, vampires and witches and was about to give up when I found your portrait.

It was among the portraits sent by those humans to me as bait so that they could ruin me!

I still feel amused by their actions and how they think they could fool someone who was higher in the chain than them and that also with such arrogance!"

"Umm, that was not the matter here. Was it?" She could not believe that in between his sad love story he could not stop criticizing humans. Just how much he hated them to lose like that.

"Yes, you resemble her the most. These silver hair and green eyes, you look just like her no matter how I look.

And your personality.. I remember when I met her for the first time, she was as feisty as you!

The way you have placed your demands and faced so many knights and staff that were all against you. You reminded me so much of her that I was sure it was you.

I have even thought of finding the spell that could help you in getting back the memories of your past life.

But…"

"But I am not the one!" with an uneasy heart, she whispered only for him to nod.

"I have checked again and again but you have no traits of a witch." a look of disappointment and hurt filled his eyes as he finally turned to look at her.

His eyes were filled with grief and maybe she was hallucinating but she felt there was a single drop of tear falling from his eyes too.

Just how much in the world did he love that girl? Her heart started to feel heavy as if someone was piercing it.

"But what if I have been that witch you are talking about only to take birth as a human this time?" the words blurted out of her mouth before she could think properly.

Her eyes widened and she covered her mouth when she realized what she was doing? She was giving hope to a man who was already broken and grieving for the death of his lover for more than two decades.

She had heard so many love stories where a man continued to love his dead love and never marry someone else.

But this was the first time she was hearing that he was still looking for her.

His eyes looked at her so intensely that she felt she would suffocate just by the looks of him. Was he staring at her heart or soul to make sure she was or she was not!

In the end, when she wanted to tell him that she could not bear anymore and requested him to take his gaze away, he shook his head.

"No! She was a strong soul. Even if she would have taken birth as a human, traces of her power should have been there. Even if it is in a dormant state, Madeline could not lose her powers." so that was it!

Was he telling her that his purpose of bringing her here ended and he did not need her anymore.

Though she felt heartbroken, fear of losing her life started to crawl in her heart. So, her intuition was right, she was a sheep that was brought to the slaughter house!

Looking at her dilating pupils and a layer of cold sweat on her nape, he chuckled softly.

Even in the state when he was missing her most and feeling the grief once again she was able to bring a smile on his face that he had thought would be impossible.

"Tsk! Do not look at me with that face. I have brought you here wearing such a pretty dress and did so many decorations to kill you!

If that would have been my goal, I would have asked Alfred to do it and would have been lying lazily in my room!" she blinked when he rolled his eyes and finally took a sip of his drink.

"Should I be honored that you do not want to kill me or should I feel insulted that if you wanted, you would not have even put in it!" scoffing at his sarcastic reply, she took a sip of her drink too while her mind started to race.

Since he knew that she was not his lover, his interest in her should have ended. Yet he was entertaining her? What did he want from now?

The way he had killed Natalie, and even ended her family in a day she was sure he did not need her assistance in keeping the flies away.

Nor did he need her to run the palace or maintain this truce further. Then why would he keep her alive?

Could it be that he still wanted to see the face of his lover! No! Wouldn't it torment him more than giving relief! Damn! She just could not understand this vampire! Just why was she still breathing?

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