Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 241

Chapter 241: The inevitable

"What did you use the Nullshade for?" asked the councilman.

"I gave it to her." He pointed to the maid. "She works inside the house while I work outside. Since they do not take blood from the workers outside, I decided to team up with her. Tell him what they did to you, Katie," he encouraged the girl, who had been silent the whole time.

The councilman turned his eyes back to the girl, who then began to shake as she started to recount her experience with the people of the house.

"When he told me to forget that he took my blood," she said, referring to Rav, "I forgot it then and couldn’t even remember it happened until I went to sleep last night and suddenly began to see flashes of the memories because of the pill I had swallowed. He took my blood in a jar and drank from it, and took more to take away..." She shuddered, as if she couldn’t believe it, then raised the sleeve of her dress to show the spot she had been bitten and cut for blood.

She had never seen a vampire and had only heard about them, and to think that the house she worked in were that—she couldn’t believe it.

"And I think they killed Dayna..." she sobbed with trembling lips. "I remember that Sir Rav telling us we should forget Dayna and we never knew her."

Already hearing what he needed, the councilman got up to his feet.

"That’s enough proof to go into this house. Mr. Rufford, I will advise you not to return to the house and go back home. I will let you know the outcome once we get these people into our hands. And Miss, that goes for you too. Go back home and stay away until I inform you it is safe. If you’ll excuse me, I have to gather my men."

The councilman strode out of the office, barking orders at his clerk to send the message to the king.

Ben could not help his relief and joy at finally proving himself to the councilman. He did not mind losing the stupid job, as he was certain that when all of this was over and those people were killed, he would be famous and get rewarded for this. Though the woman he had planned to marry had been killed, having money would allow him to marry a noblewoman for doing a noble job of exposing imposters.

Ben went home that evening feeling proud of himself and what he had accomplished. He walked toward the common part of town where his small house was located. His home was a small cabin nestled closer to nature than the bustling main city.

Stepping into the yard, he unlocked the door and entered the dark, cramped space.

Familiar with the layout of everything in his home, he moved through the darkness, fumbling to find the lamp and tinderbox to light it. As he whistled to himself, thinking about how everything would soon change for the better, his eyes slowly began to adjust to the dark.

That was when he noticed it.

A faint spark of orange light flickered and dimmed from the far end of the room, like the glowing tip of a cigar. His spine stiffened as the scent of cigar smoke wafted to his nose, and instantly, he knew what that spark meant.

Someone was inside his house.

He realized this in alarm, but he tried to control his reaction and began to silently back away towards the door as he noticed the faint outline of someone sitting on the single chair in his room, placed next to the hearth.

If someone was inside his house without unlocking his door to enter, it only meant danger.

The person did not move, and Ben kept his eyes on the outline as he reached the door and turned the knob to make an escape.

But the moment the door opened and he stepped out to leave, an unseen power seemed to pull him back into the room, and the door slammed shut in his face.

When he crawled up from where he had fallen, ready to run, he tried to turn the knob again, but it did not move—and it broke in his frantic attempt to twist and pull. He looked at the knob now in his hand and at the tightly sealed door. He swallowed his first wave of dread and anxiety, knowing whoever the person in the room was... wasn’t human.

How did he pull him back and close the door?!

When there was no movement inside the dark room, Ben found the courage to turn and face the person—but his eyes widened when he noticed the outline was gone from where he had been sitting, smoking.

He frantically looked around him, trying to detect where the person was as he pulled a dagger out of his boot and held it with both hands in front of him.

"Sh-Show yourself!" he called out to the darkness. "I-I know you are in here."

He tried to be brave and face whatever was inside his house, as he couldn’t leave. But only silence met his words. There were no sounds or movements apart from his loud breathing and heartbeat.

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