Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

The slave continued to look at his mistress with bewilderment. Such soft hands and frail figure, would she be able to handle the strong sword.

No! It would only bring pain to her wrists and her hands would turn calloused.

He frowned with that thought and his face turned darker.

Hazel felt that the boy was looking at her with disdain as his gaze lingered on her hands and the frown on her face increased.

Was he looking down on her, thinking that she was weak and would not be able to stand pressure even for a day

She stood straighter, forwarding her chest and clenching her soft hands into a fist.

"If you are so much in doubt, why don't we give it a try!" Before the man could deny her or insult her, she had already moved and took the initiative to pick the wooden sword meant for his partner and pointed at his neck.

"Are you looking down on me? Huh?" with a sharp look on her face, she tried to copy the action of the knights she had seen, but it came out clumsily since she had no idea about the distance and speed.

The glorious look she had seen in her eyes broke when she felt it was not like she had visualized in her mind.

"Cough, cough, I mean, I know how to attack, I just need a little practice. I am not doing it on a whim." he could see that her eyes were sincere and her desire to learn was stronger but he could not understand why.

Though he did not know much about his new mistress, he had heard and seen that she was a higher noble and though knights and other staff who are vampires by birth or were made later did not respect her for her being a human, but they did fear her for her authority.

Then why did she want to wield a sword?

If not hundred, there must be a dozen knights on her beck and call. Then why did he always see desperation in her eyes to get freedom just like he had.

"I am not looking down on you, mistress. I apologize if my expressions make you feel so.

I am just worried that i can not raise a sword on my owner or i would feel pain all over my body due to the curse that was inflicted on me by my captors!" her eyes widened and guilt filled her face.

In the struggle to survive between vampires and now witches and the desire to be stronger had filled her so much that she forgot about his conditions.

"But if you want, you can change the course, by the relic given to me, you can lift the curse temporarily when we practice." her dim eyes raised again when she looked at him with confusion.

She did not want to show him that she did not know how it could be done or would it be safe or he would think that she was too naive.

She could not trust him just because she had bought him or she was his owner. She must be sure before doing something so dangerous.

He could see the hesitation in her eyes. Yes! In the end, she was like them too. She could show him sympathy like she cared but that would not mean she would give him freedom even if it was for a second.

His eyes that had started to soften turned cold and he looked away and picked up his sword again.

Without looking at her again, he started practicing as if the mere sight of her was a curse to him that made the girl feel agitated. Her eyes flared as she took hasty steps towards him with the sword in her hands.

"You need freedom and I need strength. Don't you think we both have equal motives to support each other.

Not to forget that I have paid a lot for you. If you want to gain freedom, don't you think you should be the one winning my trust first.

But here you are blaming me in your heart for being heartless. It would be better if you analyze your situation before reacting. This is not a fairytale where everyone is kind and fool!" with that she attacked straight at his hands and hit it so hard that his wooden sword fell on the ground.

Her eyes stared into him with a cold look and then threw the sword on the ground and walked back towards her palace.

From the start to the end, her eyes had a strong look that showed no weakness.

But just when she was at enough distance with him, her body shuddered.

"Phew! I am glad that he was so distracted by my words that he did not realize I was going to attack him!" or she was sure that there was no way that she would have been able to disarm him.

But what now? If he was not going to help then who would!

Slumping on the nearby chair like a deflated balloon, she took a sigh.

She could not develop magic in her, she had tried more than enough time by reading the book Rafael had given her.

She could not be super strong like vampires since she was weak. The only way for her to protect herself was learning how to use daggers and swords and guns that Rafael had.

If her memory serves her right, then apart from humans and witches, special bullets were made to kill vampires too.

Since she was already dragged into the upcoming war, she had to make sure she was not standing in it like a sheep to be slaughtered.

"Who will teach me now!" she mumbled when she heard a strong thud and felt someone's presence beside her.

"I can! If only you would ask me with a smiling face, I would teach you not only swords but daggers and guns too!"