The men creased their brows, with heads cocked to one side. However, despite the confusion which were visibly portrayed on their faces, everyone immediately obeyed and took off their cloaks.
"Give them to me," Gavriel ordered and once again, the men glanced at each other, except Samuel who had kept his eyes set on the vampire prince.
One by one, the men approached the carriage, single file and handed their cloaks which they had flicked off earlier to remove any dust and dirt and all neatly folded, to their prince. The vampire prince's face was so serious that no one dared question what he was about to do. The men could only wait to see what he intended to do with all those cloaks. And then, they watched him carefully and slowly wrapped the human girl with their cloaks.
Their eyes widened in shocked surprise, mouths hanging open speechlessly. Their prince was moving so damned slowly that to them, a turtle might be moving faster than him. Vampires move quick and it was no difference for this prince. In fact, Prince Gavriel's speed was actually unmatched so just watching him now moving so excruciatingly slow had them almost gasping as though they would get heart attacks. Why? Why did he need to move so exaggeratedly slow like that?
No matter how these men try to reason out their prince's action, they couldn't understand. They knew about female humans being frail but wasn't he being a little too much? Or was he afraid to wake her up? But why would he be afraid to wake her up? They couldn't think of any answer that was logical enough for them.
The five able bodied vampires were all scowling as they remained still, watching the oh-so-slow-moving show before them. They never knew something like this would frustrate them to no end. Even though they were only watching.
After what felt like an eternity, the prince finally managed to put on the last cloak around the human girl. The vampires silently and collectively breathed out their held breaths, it was as if there was an inaudible 'at long last' that was released simultaneously, in their minds.
Now completely wrapped up in thick and all-black garments, Gavriel double checked to make sure that the girl was covered properly from head to toe before he finally lifted his face. He moved out of the carriage with the girl in his arms and spoke.
"We will travel slowly," he ordered and with that, he leapt. His men trailed closely after him, happy to be finally moving again.
But then, after a few minutes, his men found themselves scowling at their situation once again. They couldn't help it. It was because the 'slow' their prince had mentioned wasn't even the kind of slow that they or all vampires knew. This was… bloody, bloomin' slow…
'Man… what's going on with His Highness? Was he perhaps thinking that the girl would die if he sped up a little?' the jolly-looking man named Levy was saying those words to his comrades through his eyes. He wouldn't dare whisper because the prince would definitely hear. Vampires could speak with each other through telepathy as long as they looked directly into each other's eyes.
Levy's comrades simply shrugged but their expressions all indicated that the same thoughts were running through their minds as well. They were among the best of all the vampire warriors – the elites. They never, ever travelled or moved this slowly in their entire lives! They didn't even know that something like this would actually frustrate them so badly until now that they were seeing and experiencing it first-hand.
'Bloody hell! Zolan, tell his highness that the girl will definitely not die if we sped up a little! For goodness' sake. This is too much!' Levy complained again.
'Why don't you tell him yourself?' Zolan responded with a devil-may-care look on his face.
Frustrated, Levy turned his gaze to his stoic looking comrade named Luc, who gave the same reaction.
'Ugh, you do it Reed!' Levy said to the youngest looking one but the man named Reed, just blinked innocently and averted his gaze away, ignoring Levy.
'His Highness is acting strange! What the hell happened to him? Did the humans do something to him? One of us should've at least escorted him when he set foot in the human's land!' Levy continued complaining, leaping or bouncing backwards while facing his comrades.
'It's not like this is the first time His Highness set foot in the human's land. He'd even reached the Southern empire a few times,' Zolan replied.
'But this is the first time he lingered inside a human's castle. What if –"
'Stop it Levy, His Highness is not a fool to let anyone do such a thing to him. And do you really think any human can do anything to His Highness?'
'But…' Levy pressed his lips together and shook his head in frustration as they continued the most frustrating travel they ever encountered in their lives.
…
When Evie opened her eyes, she was in blissful ignorance for a few sweet moments. It felt like she had awakened from a very deep sleep. She blinked owlishly without moving for a while and when she turned around, she immediately stiffened.
A man was lying next to her, and he was… naked. Evie's eyes widened as she rose. She was about to yelp in alarm but as her eyes jumped to the man's face, she froze.
The memories came flooding in. Everything, since the night of her wedding, the blood and gore, up till she passed out inside the carriage. Her chest tightened so hard that she had to desperately drag air into her lungs.
When breathing slowly became easier, Evie swallowed hard as she gazed at the man, her vampire husband's face. His appearance when he had those terrifying bloody-red eyes suddenly flashed in her mind, and a shiver travelled up her spine. The thought of wanting to run away and escape came to her, but her mind quickly dismissed it, reminding her that she had nowhere else to run and there was nothing she could do.
She took a deep breath, trying to find her control as her eyes remained fixated on her husband's face. The longer she stared at his breathtaking face, Evie somehow felt it helped her calm down. She didn't know how but it seemed his beauty had miraculously settled the fear in her heart. Was it because he looked so peaceful, innocent and harmless while asleep?
Evie bit her lips as she forced herself to stop being mesmerized by the vampire prince's beauty. But before she could force her eyes off him, she was reminded of his nakedness and her eyes circled once again. Her face burned while her eyes literally inched from his face downwards, to his neck then his muscular and lean chest, and then his perfect abs that were half covered by the blanket. Evie's lips subconsciously parted, utterly distracted and mesmerized until something registered in her that drove the blood out of her face.
Her eyes whipped towards herself and when she saw that she was fully dressed, she finally let out the breath she didn't know she was holding in.
Hello guys, there is no update today for HWY because I am sick.
So for now I can only update this book as I already have stock pile for this one.
I will try my best to update HBW once I'm better. thank you for understanding.
Love,
Kazzen
Evie frantically surveyed herself. There seemed to be nothing unusual with her body. The vampire prince didn't seem to have done anything to her while she was asleep, she just somehow knew it.
She looked at his sleeping face again and her shoulders relaxed. A long sigh escaped her lips before she looked around the room. It was vast and the windows were covered with thick maroon curtains. The ceiling was also very high. It was a little dark but Evie could tell it was daylight. How long did she sleep? Was she in the village across the Dark Valley?
But judging from the size of this room, it somehow seemed to be a master room of a huge castle. Was there a huge castle in the very first village across the border? Or could it be that this wasn't the village anymore?
The thought that she was finally in the foreign land, the land she and all her friends used to imagine as a place as good as hell, made her subconsciously hug herself. She didn't tremble in fear but there was a peculiar churning in the pit of her stomach – the fear of the known and unknown making her heart convulse with unease again. What was going to happen to her in this land of bloodsuckers? She even chuckled wryly in her mind – they were true and living bloodsuckers, in the literal sense sand not just a figure of speech.
"You're finally awake," a pleasant and husky voice made her shoulders jolt and her spine straighten. Her head whipped towards the glorious man, but his back was already facing her as he rose from the bed.
Evie couldn't help but feel her ears burn hot at the sight of his broad and perfectly chiselled back. She was glad his lower half was fully clothed. She watched him as he gracefully walked towards the large windows and pulled the curtain slightly open, just enough for the light to brighten up the room.
The light came streaming in and it slightly blinded Evie. But good lord… Evie couldn't help but gape because the man was more blinding than the light. And she couldn't even scold herself and tell herself that she was being ridiculous. Because she knew she wasn't, and it wasn't fair! Thank god she managed to maintain a shred of dignity by keeping her mouth from shamelessly hanging open.
It was all she could do to drag her eyes away from him. She was mortified because she thought she had expected to be unable to look into any vampire's face. Who would've thought she would actually find herself struggling to look away instead? This was… ridiculously unbelievable!
"Are you alright?" the face she was trying so hard to look away from suddenly appeared right before her and she almost gasp. "You've been sleeping since yesterday, Evielyn." He added and Evie almost believed the worried look on his face. But she wouldn't dare. She wouldn't dare believe that he was really concerned about her, even his gentleness and care for her since their wedding until that brutal journey.
She wouldn't dare believe all of those gentlemanly actions were sincere. Because Evie had been warned beforehand by her parents and the emperors to remain vigilant and careful because the vampires would surely try everything to win her trust and then extract information from her. After all, the humans knew that the vampires would remain suspicious about the real reason behind the truce the humans had offered. They weren't idiots after all. They were intelligent and sly creatures as the emperors called them. They would go as far as to use their beauty and charm to bewitch the poor humans to their submission. And Evie had vowed not just to her parents and the emperors but also to herself that she would never, ever, let any vampire fool or bewitch her, not even this prince, her very own husband.
"I am fine." Evie replied and she couldn't believe she was staring back at him and with a hard glare too. "Y-you… why…you," she breathed, "are… sleeping next to me?" Evie stuttered out the thought that was plaguing her but was so disconcerted that her sentence came out weird.
The pair of moon-like eyes slightly widened and then narrowed at her. The next moment, he was right before Evie's face. His hands already on the bed as he leaned over her. Evie held her breath. The sight of him that day in the Dark Valley flashed in her mind and her body tensed up.
"Why?" he echoed, the corner of his lips twitching in disbelief. "You are asking me why I'm sleeping next to you?" his voice was unexpectedly calm but Evie had heard a note of something like rage or great displeasure buried in his pleasing deep voice.
Evie gulped, her mouth opened and then shut. She suddenly didn't know what to say. It was as if her mind failed her as soon as she looked in his eyes. And all she did was watch him as those silver discs shuttered and let out a quiet breath right before her face. She subconsciously jerked backwards when her mind registered his cool breath fanning across her cheeks.
His eyes flashed open at her sudden movement and stared at her again, silently but intensely before he bit his lower lip in exasperation. "Are you still not fully awake? Fine." He nodded as if trying to reason with himself. "I am sleeping next to you because I am your husband and you are my wife." He told her in a serious but almost mocking voice.
Evie was forced to look away because staring back at those pair of silvery moon eyes were too distracting for her. She can't let herself be rendered mute by his gaze. She must respond. But before she could open her mouth, the vampire prince's spoke again.
"Say, Evielyn," his eyes brooded. "The deal was that I am not allowed to touch you without your consent, and I promised to respect that and will never force myself on you or harm you. But it seems as if the meaning of those words to you isn't the same as what I understood? The way you are reacting is as though I am not allowed to stay in the same room and lay in the same bed as you, am I right? Evielyn?"
He bit his lips again, this time harder. Evie stiffened because she felt the atmosphere turned heavy. Worry began to consume her, scared that his eyes would turn red. But it didn't.
"Listen," his voice became calm, utterly calm. "If that's your understanding, then I apologize, my wife. But I'll have you understand that it is totally off the mark and I'm not going to buy such nonsense. You and I are married, therefore, we shall stay in the same room and lay in the same bed. Are we clear?"
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