Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 445

Chapter 445: A stronger offspring

While the couple went out to take souls and turn the hands of Rav’s time forward, another being in the underworld, known as the demon world, was furious about the outcome of everything that had happened so far. This wasn’t how he had planned for things to turn out, but everything he had hoped for kept going wrong!

"Your majesty, I warned your greatness not to take this step, but your greatness ignored my advice!" The Droot, pacing the demon chamber, cried out, dragging his little hands against his wrinkled face.

"Your advice is beneath me, and I shall never lower myself in that way to bring my stubborn offspring to my side. He will do as I say, it was because of me he has life and was ever born. He owes it to me," the demon king growled low in his throat, angry dark veins moving like snakes against his bronze skin, where red patches could be seen on his skin like rash.

The Droot hopped up on the desk in the tower chamber and then looked up at the demon king. "If your greatness continues to be like this, your greatness will suffer again like years ago. I told your greatness, threatening the prince will only push him away from your greatness. Tell him the truth about years ago. Let him know that your greatness would have been there to help and save him from those ungrateful vampires you bestowed upon to carry your seed but tried to kill him.

"The prince might understand better. Your greatness was recovering from the Hellfire Rain then that destroyed all demons. Your greatness could not enter the living world to save anyone or do anything. Your greatness is still—"

The Droot’s words ended in a shriek as the Demon King, having heard enough, kicked him violently across the chamber. The small creature flew out of the tower’s glassless window and tumbled down like a stone, screaming that he would be back.

The tower was finally silent without the little creature’s tiny voice, so silent it became annoying to the king. The silence only reminded him of what once was of his world. His world was never this silent with many demon citizens.

Though the king tried not to show his weakness, he was no longer as strong and formidable as he was in the past, which was why he never left his tower. He only used his powers to communicate with people outside, giving them the illusion that he was there, meanwhile, he was always here.

And, as the Droot had said, even if he had wanted to, he could not have saved his offspring years ago when the vampires tried to kill him by removing his heart. Why would he have allowed them to destroy his last hope of rebuilding his world, had he been able to intervene?

That boy was his only chance at reviving what was lost, and he would not let anything happen to him. Years ago, the king’s power had been weaker; he could only watch what was happening from his marble stone.

His skin was still recovering from the burns of the Hellfire Rain that had killed all his people, and leaving his realm worsened those wounds. The single journey he made into the living world, enough to impregnate the vampire queen and create his son, had nearly destroyed him then. He could not risk it again.

But to confess weakness, to tell his son he had once been helpless, that was beneath him. Far beneath him. He would rather die and let his world perish than lower himself in such a way. Emotions and weakness were not his thing. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Weakness or no weakness, he was still powerful than the boy who had allowed himself be reduced to loving a woman.

And now that his plans of sending the dead girl back to where she belonged seemed to be failing, he had to act quickly, or he would lose his chance to secure someone capable of rebuilding his world.

He had thought everything would go according to plan once she returned to the land of the dead and her true identity got revealed. He had even helped by forcing the white witch out of hiding so Rohan could find her easily and perform the ritual to banish the dead. But in the end, the girl had found another way to return.

"I am back, your greatness!" came the Droot’s panting, excited voice after climbing and hopping up a thousand steps to reach the tower again. "Your greatness, your Droot has returned!" he squeaked joyfully.

The king clenched his jaw. "I can see that. Now get to work, cover these damned scars on my skin and prepare me for my meeting with the vampiress." The king ordered as he sat himself on his throne and took off his shirt to reveal the red rash-like marks on his bronze skin that were caused by the fire years ago.

The Droot, still panting, jumped onto the arm of the king’s throne and exclaimed, "Your greatness is taking that step even after my advice?!"

"I don’t take advice from little, insignificant creatures like you. I will do what I believe is right and get things done my way. That boy will listen to me whether he wants to or not, and he shall sire another heir for me. Only, I will make him do it with someone far better than the dead girl."

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