Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 529

Chapter 529: Recovery

"But do you think he will succeed in something nobody has ever done before?" she asked doubtfully.

In Rohan’s case, putting back his heart wasn’t done manually, because it was his heart and it belonged inside him, and Astral who had kept it had secured it in a way that it would return to him the moment he got it back. Meanwhile, it was different for Rav, whose real heart had rotted and needed a replacement, which had to be installed.

"He will. I have no doubt that he will not fail, you should have seen how determined he looked when he asked me to help him," Rohan said, fitting his arm back around her waist and pulling her closer as he noticed she still didn’t look fully convinced about everything.

Belle placed her hand against his chest as he drew her nearer. "I really wish I had succeeded in helping him back then, before all of this happened, but rather than have no hope at all, I think this is better," she muttered, tracing random patterns with her finger against Rohan’s hard chest, feeling more at ease with him now than she had before.

"Evenly is hurting so badly. She named the twins today," she told Rohan.

He asked, "What did she name them?"

Belle smiled faintly. "Arielle and Aryen, aren’t they lovely, the names, I mean?" she asked.

Rohan’s brows arched as the names sounded familiar, and he let out a low chuckle. "I’ll be damned."

"What?" Belle asked curiously, to which Rohan said,

"When I was in the asylum along with Rav, the mad people there always had workers who took care of them and read to them when they began to recover and become obedient. They sit them all down in the heavily guarded yard on the grass like adolescents, all of them in uniform, with tortured scars on their bodies, and they listen to the story being read to them.

"Of course, I was never part of them. My ward was different, and my punishments were different, but I always peeked at them, as I believed they were all pathetic. Yet I was always curious about what the book being read to them was about, because whenever they didn’t get read to, they raged and screamed my ears out.

"So one day, I stole one of the books when I was being brought back from the torture room after being weakened. I sneaked the storybook back to my room and gave it to Rav to read to me, so I could see what the mad people liked about it.

"It was then I realized Rav couldn’t read or write. Bored as I was in that hellhole, I took it upon myself to teach him, just like I had taught myself to read and write in the attic room of the castle. He was a fast learner, and when he learned, the book became his obsession, he slept reading and woke up reading. It was almost as if he reread it because he didn’t want to forget how, and he couldn’t believe he could finally read," Rohan said with a bittersweet expression on his face, as if he were reliving the memory.

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