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me. Sitting up, I glanced around the room, confusion settling in. It was nothing like what I was used to-bigger, grander, and

the door. I didn't respond, yet the person entered. Tu

u enjoy your sleep?" Zarea a

long?" I asked, suspicion creeping

m not permitted to say at the wrong time. I hope you c

e continuing, "What's going on here

h a smile. "Umm... it's

choed, confused.

inning from ear to ear. "You should be happy.

ag? Though the Vampire King was rumored to be ruthless and merciless, no one kn

ltreatment than to marry the Vampire King? What kind of torture was this? My father

e fueling my despair. If only my g

ppy. Why?" Zarea asked, p

my cheek. I quickly wiped it away, not wantin

oncern. "His Majesty will be angry if he sees you're sad about

want this marriage. Still, I sighed deeply, forcing myself to calm down.

closer, gently taking my hands. "I know I'm not supposed to do this

ably heard the rumors about His Majesty being wicke

my hands, as though afraid of being caught, and hurried to the door. After a brief c

sked, curious to

ied. I nodded and lay back on the bed, though my mind was restless and blank. Married to a vampire? A

I asked, the questio

d me. The Vampire King brought me here? I touched my body instinctively to confirm if an

essed her lips into a thin line and replied, "Sorry, madam. His Majesty di

e a child? That's definitely something an old man would do. I'd heard sto

adies dressed in matching blue gowns bearing the royal emblem walked in. They

nd more luxurious than anything I'd seen before. I picked up the toothpaste and carefully squeezed some onto the toothbrush. As I brushed, the process felt

d wafted toward me. However, the smell triggered a wave of nausea. I bolted to the bathroom an

d. Zarea obeyed without question and r

men. The memory of that bear encounter and the lingering scent made me retch

t evening. Zarea sat beside

You should take your bath now; the

dy to accept it. I got out of bed and went to the b

nd I acknowledged them with a nod. After applying my body cream, I slipped into my undergarments, and

eads that screamed wealth. My hair was styled into an elegant bun, decorated with golden pins, with a few strands framin

d the gown perfectly. I barely recognized

I stepped out, my heart sank. Standing before me w

fat