Ch. 161..165: The Vampire Prince's Blindfolded Bride Chapter 161-165

Chapter 161: The Slave Market

"Prince Izaak, why don’t you get a slave for yourself?" asked Nikitin as he sipped the wine. "A human slave specifically. She can even fulfill your needs," he added with a smirk.

"And how do you know my needs, Nikitin?" Izaak questioned, bringing the cup close to his mouth.

"Your Highness will get a constant blood supply from a human. And he can even ask her to please you," Nikitin stated.

"Since when did you join this slave market?" Izaak inquired, furrowing his brows and gulping the wine at the same time.

"I’ve been a part of it for a year now," answered Nikitin.

"Unfortunately, I left that path long ago. I’m not longer interested in taking any slave to my bed," Izaak replied, telling Nikitin that he should also leave such a community, where human slaves were sold and bought.

"But that’s what humans should do for us," Nikitin commented.

"I wish I had the same thoughts as you. But I’m no longer interested in such practices. My sister-in-law is a human and with her company, I realized they shouldn’t be treated badly," Izaak stated, passing a tiny smile to him.

Nikitin amusedly glanced at the prince. "Why does it seem Princess Alora has her effect on everyone here? I wonder what kind of magic Her Highness has done with the entire royal family," he murmured.

"If you start knowing my sister-in-law, your views may change. Also, don’t anger my brother. He can read minds," Izaak advised and set the cup on the table.

"I understand," Nikitin stated. "I learned from my elder brother that the vampires, who attacked all of you, were not from here. This is what Prince Magnus thinks. So, is it true?" he questioned.

"That’s a speculation for now. When we had a fight with them, they indeed didn’t appear to be of this kingdom," Izaak confirmed on his end.

"That’s troublesome. Our borders have been peaceful for such a long time. I don’t wish to see any battle starting," Nikitin remarked.

"Well, that won’t happen. Perhaps some group of vampires want to create ruckus. Everything will be cleared only after a proper investigation," Izaak said, becoming a bit serious.

"It’s already late. You should go back," Izaak opined.

Nikitin hummed and rose to his feet. He bowed to Izaak and told him if he would be interested in having a human slave, then he could ask him any time.

"I won’t need it," Izaak stated.

After Nikitin left, Izaak decided to go out to breathe some air. Sitting in the carriage, he asked the coachman to head to the slave market.

"Slave market?" The coachman’s eyes widened. But he was quick to comply with the Prince’s order. "I understand," he said and closed the door from the outside.

As the wheels of the carriage rolled out of the palace, Izaak leaned back on his seat while keeping his focus outside the carriage. Suddenly, the rain started pouring and the droplets covered the window soon from outside. The carriage moved slower than its usual speed, but it reached outside the slave market.

The coachman opened the door for Izaak, holding an umbrella for him. As the prince stepped out and took the umbrella from him, his nostrils filled with the fragrance of human blood.

"Your Highness, are you going to buy a slave?" The coachman inquired while covering his head from the hood of the raincoat.

"No," Izaak refused and told him to wait for him.

As Izaak made his way to the narrow route, he spotted some of the vampires coming from the front with their respective slaves. He lowered the umbrella, not wanting them to show his face, and halted for a moment. After those vampires walked past him, he went ahead.

After walking some hundreds of meters, Izaak stopped in front of a large building and ascended the steps to reach its entrance. A guard on the door rushed to him and took the umbrella from him, closing it.

Izaak walked in and the scene which unfolded before him wasn’t pleasant at all. The female humans were being exploited by the vampires mostly the noble ones.

"Seems like they have started this trade of female humans again." A voice reached Izaak’s ear and he turned to check. He was astonished to see Magnus.

"Shouldn’t you be with your wife? What are you doing at past midnight here?" Izaak inquired him.

"I was reported about it in the day. So, I had made a plan to check this place at past midnight," Magnus replied.

"Why didn’t you share it with me then?" Izaak inquired.

"I thought the Eldest Prince knows, but isn’t willing to do anything since he does not like to anger the noble vampires," Magnus asserted. "They sell young human girls after abducting them. It’s a network built by both humans and vampires. This is the only section, where they work in such a harmony," Magnus affirmed. "But how did Brother Izaak find out about this place?"

"Nikitin informed me earlier, so I decided to check what’s special about it. I have no idea the human girls are treated in such a way here," Izaak replied, gazing at his brother.

"Time to close this slave market, Brother Izaak. You hold the power to do so," Magnus asserted.

Since they both were standing in one corner, no one could see them, but they could observe everything from their places.

"Did you register in your memory the noble vampires who are present here?" Izaak inquired.

"Yes. Will you punish them all?" Magnus questioned amusedly. He was happy that finally, his brother was doing some right things by taking his position seriously.

"I should," Izaak answered.

Suddenly a human appeared in front of them and hid behind both the brothers.

"Please save me," the young woman requested to Izaak, not knowing they were the princes.

The owner of the slave house stopped in front of the princes. First, he was unable to recognize them but when his assistant told them they were the princes, he promptly lowered his head.

"Your Highnesses, how may I assist you?" The owner asked.

"By giving your life," Magnus replied with a stern tone.

Chapter 162: It will be closed

"Pardon me?" The owner’s voice trembled with fear as he begged forgiveness for the mistake he was unaware of.

Griffin intervened, reassuring the Princes that he would handle the situation. The events unfolded so rapidly that the occupants of the grand hall struggled to comprehend the whirlwind of events unfolding before them.

The female humans were ushered to safety on the second floor by the female vampires whom Griffin had brought along with him.

"Take her upstairs," Izaak directed the guardian, his eyes fixed on the young woman seeking refuge behind him.

Nikitin approached the princes, asking them what they were doing.

"Doing what you couldn’t do, Nikitin. The Elder’s second son is a part of this association. What could be more surprising for us!" Magnus taunted him.

"What’s the issue, Your Highness? This has been happening for years," Nikitin countered, adding, "three years," for emphasis.

Magnus gazed at his elder brother, wondering if he had no knowledge of it.

"And now, it will be closed. All of you should report to me in the Council yesterday. I also need the details of the female humans who were bought as slaves and traded for wrong practices," Izaak instructed, looking at the nobles present in the hall.

"Nikitin, prepare to give an account of the practices conducted here," Magnus declared, a smirk playing on his lips.

"All the nobles gathered here have disappointed me. I never imagined you would exploit humans in this manner," Izaak pronounced, a hint of dismay evident in his tone. "Let’s go back, Magnus. Rest of the proceedings will happen tomorrow in the morning," he proclaimed. He pivoted on his boots with Magnus and the two brothers headed back to the palace in the rainy night.

Arriving at the palace, Magnus praised his elder brother for taking swift action.

"It was necessary," Izaak replied. "Let’s retire for our respective bedrooms. I will see you in the morning," he asserted and the two brothers departed their ways.

As Magnus entered the bedchamber, he found Alora peacefully asleep. He smiled tenderly and joined her in bed, gently wrapping his arms around her. With a soft touch, he ran his fingers through her hair, bringing comfort and warmth to her sleeping form.

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The Next Morning:

"Alora, did you make your place in the council?" asked King Esmond as he brought the cup close to his mouth.

"Your Majesty, it’s a bit early to tell anything. However, a few have already recognized my presence. They don’t hate me for being a human," Alora explained to the King, holding the fork in her hand.

"Well, I’ve been reported that Princess Alora’s blood some newbie vampires," King Esmond asserted. He glanced at Magnus and asked, "You didn’t make your wife aware of this."

Alora gazed at Magnus, expecting an answer from him.

"Alora can be attacked by any vampire if he gets out of control. Then, her eyes will work and perish the vampire. It can bring more doubts in the minds of our kind regarding Alora’s inclusion in our society," Lillian explained. "Am I right, Father?" she queried.

"Absolutely," King Esmond answered.

"Then, what should I do, Your Majesty?" Alora questioned.

"You need to find out the answer, Alora," the King pronounced. "I hope you do," he added with a certain hope in his voice.

"Let’s not get worried over such things on the breakfast table," Queen Margaret intervened finally. "It’s not a table of discussion of the outside matters," she reminded her husband.

"Forgive me, my beloved," King Esmond apologized as he smiled at her.

They quietly finished their breakfast meals and the servants hastily cleaned the table. The King and the Queen were the first to take their respective leave, followed by the others.

"So, how can I prevent those new vampires in the council from being affected by my blood scent?" Alora inquired.

"Remember, you have the ability to control supernatural beings. You just need to learn how to harness it. Then you can control your eyes and prevent harm to those around you," Magnus reassured Alora, recalling her assistance in controlling his bloodthirst.

"I have no idea how to do that. Last time it happened spontaneously," Alora replied with uncertainty.

"Don’t worry. The new vampires in the council have the strength to control themselves. None of them will harm you," Magnus explained, offering reassurance to her.

"Are you sure, Magnus?"

"Yes, I am. Father wanted you to be careful. That’s it," Magnus replied, giving her comfort with his words. As they reached the middle of the walkway, Tobias’s presence stopped them.

"Ralph Blackwood is here," Tobias informed them after giving a formal bow to them.

"Did he bring what I have asked from him?" Magnus inquired.

"Yes, Your Highness," said Tobias. The three of them left for the private chamber, where Ralph was present along with another man, who was his Beta, Xavier Randell.

As Magnus and Alora entered the chamber, they both greeted them. Ralph waited for them to take their seats and as soon as they settled on the sofa, Ralph said, "I’ve brought all the information that Prince Magnus wanted. However, before I reveal the information to him, I would like His Highness to bring my mate here."

Magnus gestured to Odin, who left the chamber.

After ten minutes, Kierra entered the private chamber with Odin and rushed to Ralph. They both hugged each other and Ralph checked her out to make sure she wasn’t harmed.

"Since you have seen your Luna, then why don’t you give me what I want?" Magnus brought their attention to him.

"Please have a seat," Alora told them and asked Tobias to provide water to Kierra.

"See, how kind is my wife? She is treating your mate so well despite knowing the fact that how you wanted to harm her family members," Magnus taunted.

"Let it be, Magnus," Alora asked him to ignore what happened.

"Please forgive my husband," Kierra said, lowering her eyes, and carrying an apologetic expression.

"I may, after he gives me the information I desire," Magnus stated and gazed at Ralph.

Chapter 163: Rubin’s true identity

Ralph provided him with the list of the hunters, which were a part of the Night Saviors Organization. "It wasn’t easy to gather all this information. We used our best spies to find out these details, Your Highness," he explained.

Magnus went through the documents and looked for Rubin’s name. To his surprise, Rubin’s name couldn’t be found in any of the three lists. It meant Rubin had a different name or he was never a part of this group. However, he found out some interesting facts about this organization– they had killed several low-key vampires in the South. Their names could never come to the light, so hardly anyone noticed it.

"How strong is this organization? Any chance they can harm the werewolves as well?" Magnus questioned, meeting his gaze with Ralph. He read his thoughts so that Ralph’s lies could catch.

"They have a good relationship with the South Shadow Pack. The pack has a good hold in the South and even some noble vampires fear them," Ralph asserted. He detailed to Magnus how the South Shadow Pack had more administrative strength than the vampires there.

"Hmm. I would like you to do one more thing for me," Magnus pronounced.

"What is it, Your Highness?" Ralph queried.

"Bring the sketch, Tobias," Magnus stated.

Shortly, Tobias presented it to the prince.

"I want you to find out about this person. Find out if he belongs to this hunter organization or not," he instructed. As Magnus handed the sketch to Ralph, he spoke further, "Make sure no one finds out about it. You need to compensate me well."

Ralph gazed at Rubin’s sketch and asked Magnus if he could tell him the person’s name.

"Rubin Karlson. However, I doubt if that’s his real name or not. The lists you have provided me don’t include Rubin’s name," Magnus affirmed.

"It’s tough to find out about Rubin when his name isn’t even included in the lists," Ralph stated. "The details I’ve provided His Highness are correct. But I’ll do my best to look for this person," he assured Magnus.

"Yes, you have to give your everything to this task. Otherwise, I won’t let you live in peace," Magnus said sternly.

Ralph felt that he made a mistake by coming after Alora just for his own greed. Now, Magnus would make him go to any lengths, which he couldn’t either fathom.

"Ralph, let’s work together. Perhaps my views change about werewolves and I can help the werewolves gain a better position in the administration as equal to the vampires," Magnus provided him a bait– which Ralph couldn’t refuse.

"I would love to work with Prince Magnus," Ralph accepted the offer and looked at the sketch in his hand. "I will report to you soon, Your Highness," he assured Magnus.

"Keep it to yourself, your mate, and your beta. If this matter goes out, you know what will happen," Magnus warned him.

"I am well aware, Your Highness," Ralph stated.

"Tobias will escort you three out. Thank you for the cooperation and Ralph, don’t ever threaten any human like this. Let’s be harmonious with them," Magnus opined, his voice softening.

Ralph nodded and gazed at Alora. He apologized to her again and left with his mate, followed by his beta while Tobias led their way out.

Alora turned to look at Magnus, who had his elbow rested on the sofa rest while his cheek settled on his fist. "What is it do you wish to say to me?" Magnus inquired.

"Did His Highness not read Rubin’s mind?" Alora queried.

"His thoughts are the same as his words. But did you see my suspicion come true?" Magnus raised his eyebrow.

"I’m surprised, Magnus. Rubin made us believe that he was a part of the Hunter Organization in the South. I wonder why his name wasn’t present on the list," Alora said while furrowing her brows together.

"We will find soon what Rubin’s true identity is!" Magnus said with a determined tone. He then rose to his feet and told Alora they should head to the Council. She hummed and the two left the private chamber.

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In the Council Hall:

"There are a total of 79 vampires from the noble families, who bought female humans as their slaves," Magnus said as he looked at the report, which Izaak’s assistant had held.

"Surprisingly, Elder William’s second son’s name is present in this report. So far, Nikitin has killed three slaves by sucking their blood," he asserted with an amusement on his face.

"They are called slaves for a reason, Your Highness. Prince Izaak cannot punish so many vampires because we bought them as slaves," Nikitin proclaimed.

"Then, should humans also start taking vampires as slaves?" Izaak questioned him. "I think many of you will get offended if that happens," he stated and glanced at the Elders. "What punishment shall we make for all of them? They violated the law. Blood slaves were allowed, but not more than that," he stated.

The Elders exchanged glances with each other. On their behalf, William spoke, "I think Prince Izaak should take the decision. However, let me remind His Highness, that he cannot let the vampires’ reputation get ruined. Slaves are called slaves for a reason. As their masters, they all have even provided them a better place to live along with three times food."

Magnus chuckled to hear him. However, he let Izaak handle this matter.

"I saw their conditions yesterday with my own eyes. We aren’t supposed to exploit the weak. The Elders aren’t thinking in a righteous way and turning biased while giving suggestions to me for the punishment," Izaak said with a disturbed glance.

"I think we shall make them work as slaves for a month in the palace," Magnus suggested to his brother. "Or we need to replace them from their positions. They have been on the same post for years. We can demote them as well," he provided a few suggestions to Izaak.

Izaak contemplated for a moment before agreeing to demote all those vampires, who were involved in such a practice.

"The punishment should make you learn all that humans are the only species with special abilities to kill the vampires. None of you would like to encounter the Vampire Hunters, so better start behaving well with the humans," he announced.

The Elders didn’t find it right to intervene in the decision since they understood the gravity of the situation. The order was passed and all the 79 noble vampires were demoted from their positions.

Chapter 164: Unable to resist his touch

Alora gazed at the towering shelf in the Council’s library, her curiosity piqued by the prospect of ancient knowledge. She approached the librarian, inquiring about the availability of millennia-old books.

"Your Highness, give me some time to search for them. They have not been read by anyone in such a long time," the Head Librarian replied respectfully.

"Okay. You can send them to the palace if I leave early," Alora instructed in her humble tone. She wanted to delve into the ancient books, pondering she might find something useful about her eyes. Since she now knew how to read, she could make good use of it.

Exiting the library, Alora made her way to the office room. However, in the midway, she encountered five female vampires, who worked for the vampire academy. All were dressed in white outfits with golden embroidery on their borders. They bowed to Alora, greeting her with humbleness.

"Do you have a few minutes to spare to me?" Alora inquired. "I am curious to know what kind of work all of you do," she stated, smiling at them.

"Your Highness, we are the non-teaching staff in the academy. Why don’t you visit it someday? The visit to the academy may give you a better perspective of the work culture there," the first one answered and gave her a suggestion as well.

"That’s a wonderful idea," Alora liked her suggestion.

"We are glad that Her Highness liked our suggestion," the second one replied. They took their leave as they needed to report to the Chancellor. Alora gave them the way and returned to her workplace.

"Alora, where have you gone?" Magnus asked as he looked worried.

"I went to the library, Your Highness. Did something happen?" Alora questioned. "Why do you look anxious?" She approached him with her slow steps.

"Don’t go out alone. You could have asked Griffin to accompany you. You know that the Vampire Council has hundreds of vampires working in different departments," Magnus elucidated and glanced at Griffin. "Don’t let her roam around by herself if I’m not around," he strictly instructed.

"I met some female vampires who work in the Vampire Academy. Did His Highness study there?" Alora’s eyes sparkled with curiosity and excitement.

"No, princes and princesses are supposed to study in the palace. They get teachers employed for them. The academy is for the children of noble vampires and others," Magnus clarified, shedding light on the distinction between the education system for royalty and that of other vampire children.

"Oh. I will send our kids to the Vampire Academy. They should meet many children of their age group when they start school," Alora suddenly remarked.

Griffin smiled and glanced at Magnus. "I’ll be a good uncle to them," he added.

"Shall we begin the work?" Magnus asked the two of them, arching their brows at them. "We can talk about this later," he added.

"Does His Highness not like talking about the kids? They are cute and lovely," Alora again diverted the conversation to the kids.

"Yes. They are, Alora," Griffin said.

"Griffin, carry these to Brother Izaak’s workplace," Magnus gave a command, gesturing to the stack of the files present at one side of the table. Griffin was quick to comply with the prince’s order and left.

Alora pouted her lips and quietly sat on the chair.

"Am I not cute and lovely? I’m better than any kid," Magnus suddenly remarked, bringing Alora’s attention to him.

"You are an adult. How could you be cute?" Alora murmured and asked him what she needed to do.

"Nothing. Just focus on me, Wife," Magnus urged.

"What?" Alora was bewildered to hear his request.

Magnus leaned forward on the desk as his eyes shone deep red. Alora’s heart swayed and she felt her cheeks being heated up. His penetrating gaze at her, made Alora feel strange and she averted her gaze from him.

"I think we should resume the work," Alora opined and held the scroll that came in her hand. She opened it, but her mind wasn’t focused on the contents inside it.

Magnus rose from his seat and approached Alora. Perching on the edge of the table, he gently corrected her grip on the scroll. Alora’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she realized it was upside-down.

Feeling his arms envelop her, Alora was drawn closer as Magnus held her securely between his legs, his protective embrace held her close to him.

"We will have kids when you’ll be fully ready. When they would turn four, we will admit them into the vampire academy," Magnus stated.

"Hmm. That sounds fun," Alora answered. "Anyone can come in," she murmured when she felt his nose running the bane of her exposed neck.

"No one is around. And whoever will come in has to knock on the door first to get my permission," Magnus whispered.

As Magnus’s lips trailed down her neck, Alora’s grip tightened on his overcoat, her hands trembling with anticipation. With closed eyes, she bit her lower lip, suppressing any sounds of pleasure that threatened to escape.

Despite her efforts, a soft moan slipped past her lips as Magnus’s tongue traced a path along her throat, leaving a trail of kisses in its wake. Her body betrayed her resolve, responding to the touch of his lips, his tongue, with undeniable desire.

Her breathing turned erratic as Magnus finally stopped worshipping her neck. Instead, his eyes lingered on her luscious, rosy lips. He couldn’t wait to taste them and capture them. Her small face rested between his palms. His fingers stroked her cheeks. Soon, he moved one of his hands to the back of her head while the other cradled her neck.

As Alora willingly parted her lips, Magnus’s tongue explored the depths of her mouth with a tender passion, savoring the sweetness of her taste while ensuring his touch remained gentle.

Her moan mingled with his own as Magnus’s hand descended to caress her breast through the fabric of her gown, eliciting a deeper longing within her. Despite the urge to pull away, Alora found herself unable to resist his touch.

In the next instant, Magnus twirled her, positioning himself behind her with his hands firmly gripping her slender waist. His lips continued their journey, trailing kisses along her shoulder, igniting a fiery passion between them.

"Magnus, le-let’s stop," Alora urged, her voice tinged with a mix of desire and apprehension.

"I don’t wish to. Do you?" Magnus questioned, his lips lingering on the sensitive spot of her neck as he awaited her response, and then he nipped it, yearning a cry for his name.

Chapter 165: Melody, we may meet again

"Magnus, please stop. Please..." Alora pleaded again. "I’ll be in trouble. I-I should f-focus on the work," she managed to utter words while trying to keep her mind away from the sweet torture he was giving her.

Alora moved away from him as she placed her hands on his chest. "We are in the council," she reminded him.

"Then, I shall make sure no one comes inside," Magnus stated and with his vampiric speed, he went to the door to close it from inside. Alora’s eyes widened since she knew what could happen next.

"Magnus, are you crazy?" Alora gaped at him when he held her hand and kissed her knuckles.

"Yes, I’m crazy for you," Magnus huskily answered and kissed her every finger.

Alora’s heart thundered against her chest and the next second, she found herself seated on the desk.

"Say that you don’t want me and I’m going to make you see how your body betrays you," Magnus challenged, his gaze penetrating as his thumb caressed her soft cheeks, awaiting her response.

"Prince Magnus, I do want you, but here... No. It’s not right," Alora resisted, her voice wavering with desire and restraint. "We are here for work. I promise we will resume it later when we are free," she urged, attempting to convince him despite her desire for him.

Magnus agreed to her since his wife wasn’t ready, he felt it wasn’t right to force her when she had the fear. "Alright." He brushed her hair with his long fingers, admiring her beauty with a tiny smile across his lips.

She walked past him and sat down on her chair. Magnus, on the other hand, opened the door from inside before settling on the chair.

"Alora, here is the hearing we both need to be present at. It involves a human and a vampire," Magnus asserted.

"What is it about?" Alora asked.

"They are in love," Magnus replied. "But both the families aren’t ready to let them marry. So, they have applied a plea here giving the example of us," he stated with pride.

"Oh." Alora was slightly surprised to learn that. "How can we help them?" she questioned.

"That’s what we have to find out after meeting them," Magnus said.

"Hmm. Then, shall we go now?" Alora inquired.

"No, they will be here at noon. Before that let me tell you something interesting. Nikitin and 78 other noble vampires have been demoted in their ranks in the morning."

"Huh? Why?"

"Well, it’s a long story. But I’ll brief you. In the slave market, female humans were being traded as blood slaves and prostitutes. The young girls would be abducted from the villages or towns and brought here. Brother Izaak freed those humans and even commanded them to make arrangements to provide those women a better living," Magnus explained to her.

Alora’s heart sank to learn that. "That’s so upsetting to learn. Are they all well?" she queried. "It must be traumatic for them. We should do something for them. I don’t think their families would accept them either," she muttered with a worried glance.

"Brother Izaak is looking into this matter. You can talk to him regarding this later in the evening," Magnus suggested to her.

"Okay. I hope those females find a way to live a life again," Alora murmured while feeling troubled. "Your Highness, but doesn’t blood slaves exist?" she then asked.

"They do, however, humans are willing to give it to us. We pay them for it," Magnus asserted. "But evils exist everywhere. So, the vampires found a way to suppress the humans. I was quite impressed when Izaak took immediate action. Usually, he would refrain," he remarked, feeling proud of his elder brother.

"Brother Izaak did a wonderful job," Alora said as she found that he was not ignorant after all.

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"Your Grace!"

Izaak turned his head when he heard the same female voice, who hid behind him the last night. The door of the coach remained open as he didn’t get in.

"Your Highness, we will throw her out. We have no idea how a human entered here." The two guards glared at her, ready to drag her out of the giant gate.

"Just let me talk to the prince for a minute," the female requested. However, those two didn’t pay heed to her and caught her by grabbing her both arms.

"Stop!" Izaak instructed the guards immediately to halt.

The young woman quickly pulled away her arms from their hold and ran to Izaak.

"Thank you for yesterday, Your Highness. I-I was scared thinking I’d be sold off. I’ll never forget what you’ve done for all of us yesterday." The young woman kept her head and eyes low in gratitude.

"Your name," Izaak asked.

"Pardon me?" The young woman was a bit stunned.

"Prince Izaak has asked your name, Miss. Do you have impaired hearing?" The assistant to Izaak taunted her.

"Ahh, I apologize. I am Melody Rosenberg, Your Highness." Her eyes remained low as she didn’t dare to look into the eyes of the prince.

"Melody. Nice name," Izaak said and got into the coach. The coachman shut the door from outside while Melody remained rooted at her place.

Izaak opened the window and said, "Melody, we may meet in the future, again. Until then, you should leave and enjoy your life."

Melody didn’t understand what he meant by that. As she raised her head, she found the window was covered with the curtain. The carriage’s wheel rolled forward and it exited the premises of the Council.

Last night when he rescued those humans, he saw a vision, where he saw himself with Melody. However, it was a kind of unique vision– Melody was holding a red rose and her eyes were red. He even saw himself smiling at her.

"It can’t be possible," Izaak wanted to ignore this feeling, but he couldn’t. He wondered if Melody was the woman of his life, who would love him unconditionally or would she betray him like his late four former wives?