Killed

    The coldness of his voice made me shiver. His hands travelled on the side of the chair, resting on the space beside my thighs. Lord Minir leaned closer, his face a few inches away from mine, and his breathing felt like frost on a summer day. 

    "Hm, did it hurt? " he asked. 

    "Y-Yes."

    He smirked, " As it should. Any bite that doesn't come from me will hurt... a lot. "

    Is that really true? I haven't heard something like that before. Is it because I am his blood slave? 

     "Why?" I hesitated. 

    He looked at me, his eyes were scanning my face from my very lips and back to my eyes. 

    "Well..." He glanced at my lips again. "I am your master. You oblige only to me, darling."

    Yeah, right. What was I even thinking anyway?  

    

    That night, I expected for him to want or need me. Instead, he stayed out of our chamber and lit a candle for me to sleep. I expected him to come and comfort my longing soul. But what was I expecting? Why did I even expect? He already told me that he was never gentle. He was only being kind to me. 

    Right. He was only being kind to me. That's all that there is. And while the thought of him being only kind to me because I am able satisfy him with my blood summoned in my mind. I couldn't agree more with it. 

    I hoped. I assumed that somehow, between the gap of our status, he feels something for me. He was only possessive since I was his blood slave. 

    That night, I couldn't sleep. I couldn't even close my eyes as the destructive thoughts conquered my head until dawn. 

    I yawned, feeling all sleepy when Geber came in the room with some herbs and food. She placed the food tray on the edge of the bed and smiled at me. 

    "How are you feeling?"

    "I'm okay. "

    " What were you doing the whole night? You look tired."

    " I was just... trying to sleep. "

    She nodded and handed me the spoon and a bowl of soup, "Lord Minir went back to the palace last night."

    I listened to her silently as she continued. 

    "He killed the man who bit you." 

   My eyes widened. It did shock me for a while but after realizing who killed the man who bit me... I wasn't struck anymore. It felt normal for him to kill someone. But the idea of him killing someone for me... is... making my stomach feel crazy. 

    Not the kind of crazy which is upsetting. The kind of crazy that makes me want to cuddle the pillows around us. And it's just so... weird for me to feel like this. I have never been a fond of violence. Nor do I like seeing or knowing someone was killed. 

    I don't understand what is happening with me. It felt like it's boosting my pride. 

    "That's awfully wrong...why would he kill someone?"

    Gerber chuckled, " You have no idea, Sol. You have no idea how many blood baths we cleaned before."

    " Is he really that evil, Gerber?" Gerber nodded at my question. 

    " He's evil. Cruel. Merciless. Especially for people who is under his shelter. I never understood why he was like this. But it keep us safe from all the others."

    " I haven't seen him that... cruel or... I don't know. "

    Gerber laughed, " He must be keeping it from you. We all have a side that only the devil knows. "

    Gerber left silently and promised to come back an hour later. I enjoyed the food she brought to me. After eating, I proceeded to wear the dresses that were prepared. I was shocked when I realized that the dresses were all satin. 

    I have never felt this happier in front of the mirror. I was bones and limbs months ago, now I am a fully working human with fat. My cheeks are full, it made the shape of my face clearer. My skin is blooming like a flower under the moonlight. My lips are now reddish, not dry and chapped. 

    From being someone who wasn't chosen in any blood shelter, I became a blood bride. I feel grateful of all the things that has happened. Do I even deserve all of this? I don't know though. I don't really know if I really do deserve these things. But I am proud of how much I improved in just a matter of months. 

    Count Vlad was already waiting in the library after I finished with my breakfast and other morning routines. He shook his head upon seeing me in a white satin dress with see-through scarf around my shoulders. 

    "Wow, you look like a grown woman."

    "I am a grown woman, Count Vlad."

    "I must say," he said," you look gorgeous today. "

    I took a seat. When he caught me placing my hands on top of the table, he hesitated to ask. 

    "H-How's your hand?"

    "It's fine now. Thanks to Atlas who made sure it was healed. "

    " Very Good. Your master got mad last night and went on a rampage in the palace. "

    I opened my lips, " Oh... did he really killed the man who bit me?"

    " Yes. "

    " Oh."

    " I was with him the whole time. He's my best friend so I guess you know how much I support his mischiefs."

    I nodded, " Not that it matters to me."

    "Whoa. It should matter to you, muffin."

    I glanced at the books he brought as he continued, 

    "He killed a man for you. A royal vampire. Which is kind of a big deal since you are a helsing yourself. And a Lord Vampire is protecting you."

    " Should I be concerned, Count Vlad?"

    " Yes. As how we all are concerned for his and yours safety."

    " My master can protect me."

    He smirked, " But you can't protect him, Lady Sol. Once a bond will be find out from the two of you, the whole kingdom will be in chaos. Something we have tried to prevent through the years."

    My eyebrows furrowed. 

    " Count Vlad... "

    "I am not trying to scare you, Lady Sol. I am trying to tell you what might happen. Simon doesn't listen to any of us. We're hoping...that maybe you are able to stop him."

    " Stop him from what?"

    " Bloodlust. The last time he went on a bloodlust, it was just like this. He was... uncontrollable, possessive of the things he owned. "

    " What if I can't stop him?"

    " Then we'll have no choice but to destroy the two of you. But of course, you will be the only one who will die."

    I stomped my feet, pushed myself up from the chair to stand. 

    "Count Vlad, if you have problems with me, talk to my master. I am only obliged to listen to him, not to anyone."

    I left the room. But before I could pass from the door, I heard his whispers. 

    "What a perfect match. Both stubborn and submissive to each other."

    I don't know if it's sarcastic or not. But I am not going to talk to him ever again. After leaving the library, my chest began to move up and down as my knees continued to tremble in my walk. I was so brave back there. 

    Now, I can't stop myself from trembling.