Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 339

Chapter 339: The other Isabelle_Part 2

Though as much as the vampire looked calm, the couple could see what he was capable of. After all, his kind were known as savages, let alone one who had killed his own parents and spent years in the madhouse.

"So what if we favored one over the other? If you were in our shoes, you would do exactly what we did," Lady Louisiana sneered, angry that because of Belle and this vampire, her reputation would crumble down to dust if it got out that the girl they had all put their hope in had done the opposite.

"I don’t want to be in your shoes because they won’t fit me, my lady. But even if some magic happened and they did fit, I doubt I would be senseless like you," Rohan said with a grin as the woman glared at him, gaped, but said nothing. "Enlighten me more." He waved his hand for her to continue.

"Isabelle is a cursed name to the Dawsons, that’s what happened, and for some reason, we ended up giving her that name and the curse fell on her!" Lady Louisiana exclaimed in agitation.

Rohan linked his fingers together, propped his elbows on the desk, and rested his chin on his linked fingers as he narrowed his eyes at the woman. "How come? Did you have another Isabelle in the family?" He already knew there was, but he wanted to hear everything there was about the girl in his wife’s dreams.

"Yes," it was the duke who answered, since it was his side of the family. "Ninety years ago, my grandaunt. She was the first Isabelle and after her death, the name was forbidden in our family, but I don’t know what came over me to make me give my daughter that name," he said grimly.

"I have heard bits and pieces about my grandaunt, and everything about her was dreadful and awful, only her history would make one despise her very existence. Knowing all that, I don’t think it was normal that I would name my daughter after a woman like that. Something must have possessed me to do it, and now that I have, our Isabelle started to look exactly like her after the..." The duke hesitated, but the look in the vampire’s eyes made him continue. "My wife saw her die years ago and then suddenly she was back again. After that, we started to notice the similar looks with my grandaunt that were in the old painting."

This was the part Rohan was more curious about. "You saw her die? How is that?" He turned to the duchess beside him, who had been glaring at him.

"Yes, I saw it. Our carriage was knocked off by those savages and I passed out when I hit my head, but by the time I opened my eyes, I heard screams and grunts of the creatures who were all but tearing her apart... I saw..." Lady Louisiana’s eyes genuinely turned distressed as she put her hand around her throat. "I saw her head fall off and the rest of her was dragged away. She couldn’t have survived that. I pulled Eve to my chest to cover her cries as the savages rushed past the fallen carriage as if they didn’t notice me there, and took her body away.

"When I found the next village to look for help, by the time the people came back for my daughter’s remains, they found nothing, not the blood nor the head that fell off her." Lady Louisiana shuddered at the thought of it, as if the memories brought her chills and made her shiver.

The memory had hunted her many nights after it happened.

Rohan, who was listening to her heartbeat, could tell she wasn’t lying. It was either she had misseen something that day and believed it to be the truth, or she was really traumatized. Because he had been there, and no such thing happened. Isa had been taken away by him into the forest. Something wasn’t adding up here.

"After that incident, I could no longer see my little girl in her, she was an imposter. All I saw was that crazy Isabelle whose painting I had looked into in the Dawson’s history books. They looked so much alike, and sometimes I saw the evilness in those hazel eyes when she looked at me. Sometimes I feared she would burn us all down like that madwoman had in the past," Lady Louisiana said with an angry sob.

If it hadn’t been for their desire to keep their reputation clean of scandal, they would have thrown the girl away since then. But because rumors had spread that they had all survived the rogue’s attack, they had been forced to bring her back home and let her live under their roof. A ghost of the past, that was exactly what Lady Louisiana thought of her, an evil soul from another time. Her own daughter had been killed...

"I lost my poor daughter and got stuck with her..." Lady Louisiana sobbed into her handkerchief.

"What happened to the first Isabelle? Your grandaunt." Rohan asked the duke, turning away from the emotional woman to her composed husband.

"She almost killed all of my family then, because she went crazy in the head. I don’t know much about her, but from what I knew it all started because of some girlish nonsense. She fell in love with the man she was engaged to marry, but that man had some business to do that required him to travel before their wedding. She didn’t want him to go and wanted him to stay with her.

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