Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

Lucian stared at the silver arrow in the hands of Rafael which had a purple tip. It was the arrow he had thrown on him with his power and if it was not for the intervention of hazel, he would have died.

But did Rafael know that from the start? No. That was not the time to think about it.

He raised his head with a blank expression on his face,

"I did not know what the master was talking about. But I apologize for getting my hands injured, that was why I was not able to help later." Lucian raised his hands which had a deep cut on his palm. The blood had dried but it was clear that he could not hold the sword with such a deep flesh wound.

His eyes closed as he recalled how he had picked up another arrow and pierced his palm when Hazel was helping Rafael.

He had thought Hazel would come to him later and ask about his negligence so he wanted to make sure that she did not lose his trust over him.

But who would have thought that Rafael would be the first to inquire. Was Rafael suspicious of him?

No! He had asked for the best potions to keep his real face and hair hidden. There was no way that a vampire could know that he was a witcher.

"Aah, I did not know that you are a lousy warrior. If i had known that earlier, i would have bought another slave and chosen him for protecting hazel." walking closer, he tried to hold the injured hand of Lucian who held it back and hid it behind his back.

"How can master touch slowly like me? You should not pay attention to it. It would heal in no time.

And I promise that I will serve the master better next time.'' He bowed his head lower while his eyes turned vigilant. His other hands was already near the sword in case the vampire attack at him,

He was sent here with so much hope. He could not die so easily. If his identity was revealed, it would be better if he would run away and then find another identity to enter in the palace of humans.

That would be easier than the torment he had to bear among the vampires. With his thoughts sorted out, Lucian was ready for everything when he heard a chuckle.

"You are too sharp witted and confident for being a slave. Looks like you did not have your training completed. Looking at straight into my eyes, you are a peculiar one, aren't you?"

But it is not late. I will personally look into your training from now on. Start the carriage, we are getting late!" Though he was laughing, his eyes were colder and something dark and sinister was hidden behind them that brought Lucian to the edge.

Was Rafael already aware and now playing with him like a cat plays with his prey before killing him. Or was he just annoyed that he did not help him.

"Yes, master! No matter what the truth is, he would try his best to find more opportunities to kill Rafael.

He saw them entering into the carriage and took a deep breath as he started the carriage again. The night was too silent after the mass killing of the knights but as a witcher he could feel the death lingering in the air.

"Do you think we would be attacked again?" Hazel turned her head away from the window towards the vampire who entered in and the carriage started.

"Yes, it is just the start. I am sure your father knew that he was not going to be successful the first time.

He was just showing his powers and giving us a threat that we should not take him lightly.`` His words were cruel but she knew it was the truth.

She had never received any warmth from her so-called family anyway.

"Close your eyes and take some rest. I will wake you up when we get there." she nodded as she was really feeling exhausted after putting up a fight.

Though she was relieved that she was able to hold a sword well and even cut the arrows that were thrown towards them, it had taken a toll on her body, especially her wrists.

She closed her eyes and drifted to sleep when Rafael smiled. He took out his cape and covered her body with it.

He continued to stare at her for a few seconds as if he was trying to see more of what her face had to offer.

In the end, he shook his head and stared back at the arrow in his hands.

"Interesting! Grumble?" he looked out and called a few times when a dark wisp came floating to him and started grumbling.

Though it did not have any clear face, it was evident that he was hopping mad with the strange sounds it was making.

"What can I do? I did not know your name and you always make gurgling sounds.`` Rafael shrugged his shoulders for which the shadow turned silent for a second before grumbling furry as if it was trying to pull his hair and hopping out of anger.

"Alright! We will fix a name for you later. For now, I need your help." he picked up the arrow and showed it to him.

"Can you see this purple shining metal over the tip of the arrows? It is called Beryllium. It has a strong smell and its touch could burn.

Go and find out where this metal came from and keep a close eye on its use. Inform me if they will take it out for use.

And if there is more. I will ask for your guidance in reaching their warehouses where they have hidden Beryllium.

Because if it spreads in the market, another war would start soon and it would be more brutal than the first."