Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

"Do you like these ideas?" Rafael was sitting on the table with the members of council who had prepared plans for the coronation.

There was a list of the guests and the plan of decorating the whole place.

"Are you going to use this chance to show your authority on the human land?" asked Albert with a nefarious smile on his face.

He could already see the vampire winning the land of humans as he licked his lips.

"If that is the case, you should place a menu for the vampires in the list. It would show them our powers." His eyes shone a darker shade of crimson as he picked the glass full of blood and took a sip of it slowly as if he was enjoying the taste.

"It had been days since I had drank blood directly." he looked at the glass with a flickering gaze when Rafael looked at him and then at the glass in his hands.

"You can always look for the slaves that are willing to give blood in exchange of other benefits or money. Like.." he raised his hands and a young woman came forward and placed her hands on his.

He rubbed her wrist softly and then pierced the soft skin with his fangs. His eyes closed and blood started to fill his mouth when Albert snickered.

Hate filled his eyes when he stared at the nonchalant face of Rafael.

If not for him, he would have gained a lot by fixing the deal with the duke. But he was adamant to make his wife as the new successor.

Who would not when you can rule all the lands together. Even now, Albert was sure that Rafael had manipulated the nobles. But he did not know!

Those who were so against Hazel gave their vote anonymously. It was already too suspicious of the council to leave such an important decision for the voting of nobles.

But their decision shook him too.

"Still, winning this land.." Rafael opened his eyes and let the girl go who bowed her head and took steps back.

"You seem to be misunderstanding something. I have not won the land. Hazel is the one who would rule it. I am just her husband and her guardian who only needed to make sure that she was pampered and protected well. I had nothing to do with this land anymore." he said in a cold and dismissive tone that the man gritted his teeth.

But nodded with a smile on his face.

"Now if you excuse me, I have to look at other preparations too." he stood up and left with a nod.

Albert kept staring at his leaving figure with gritted teeth and then threw the glass full of blood on the floor.

"Look at him acting all high and mighty. Tchh!" he scorned as he stood up ready to leave.

But just as he walked a bit afar, he felt a strange pain in his chest. As if he had drunk poison but poison did not work on vampires.

It only.. What was there in the drink? He held his throat and coughed as the pain started to spread through his veins.

He felt like his lungs were getting squeezed by an unknown force and his face started to turn pale.

He held the railing so that he would not fall when darkness started to fill his vision.

He felt like he was going to die, but then it would have been better that he would die rather than bearing this pain.

"If you want to save yourself, come with me! Or you are going to get tortured for long before getting free from the pain." the voice stunned him.

He used all his force to open his eyes but he found no one standing there.

He looked around but none. His whole face started to cover with cold sweat when he kept looking all around with pain but hope.

"You didn't need to wait to see me. You should be worried more about the pain, it will make your limbs stop working soon. If you want to save yourself, you have to start walking to the left passage." he scowled.

But the voice was right. He did not have time to waste and care about the person to whom this voice belonged since he would meet that witcher once in a while.

Yes, witch! He was sure that only a witch was able to perform this kind of stunt.

He nodded and started following the left passage that was full of darkness.

As a vampire member of the council, he never got the chance to explore this palace. So he had no idea where this path led to.

It was dimly lit and a few of the knights were looking at him with vigilant eyes but none of them tried to stop him.

He paused on his way when a few of the knights struggled as if they were bound in chains and were not able to move but they wanted to get a hold of him.

"You do not need to worry about them. They are in my control. If you listen to me, they will forget about your presence, completely forgetting that you were ever here." the voice chuckled as if it was amused by his struggles and worried.

As if he was pathetic. He gritted his teeth. But instead of fighting with the witch who might have the antidote of the pain he was suffering through, he wanted to end it.

So, he started walking again. Each step felt like a struggle and it was hard to drag his heavy body with so much pain.

"What if i did not listen to you. Will they complain about me then?" he asked with a struggle as he kept walking when the voice laughed again as if it had heard a joke.

"You do not need to worry about that condition. Since.. You would be dead by the position before anyone would doubt you."