Married To The Mad Vampire Lord
Chapter 175: A way to help him_Part 3

Chapter 175: A way to help him_Part 3

Kuhn stared at her for a whole minute before he stepped forward and then placed his wooden hand against her chest where her heart lay, and then he looked into her eyes.

"Plant..." he said.

Belle blinked through her tears, stunned that she had heard a word he spoke when she had been unable to understand him until now. His words always sounded like baby gibberish but now he had spoken a clear word.

"What do you mean?" she questioned, wiping her tears off with shaky hands.

Kuhn stared at her again and then said, "Help him. Plant in the garden."

Belle’s brows knitted together, "A plant in the garden can help Rohan?"

Kuhn nodded his head. "Black plant, his heart can help him come back to you again."

Belle stood frozen. Though the creature’s words were confusing, it amazed her how her mind put two and two together and understood it.

The black plant in the dead garden that had been ruined—Rohan had said it was his heart and it was the most precious thing to him in the whole world...

Rav had also told her he was obsessed with his heart and did not want to lose it. Which meant if ever he had the heart again, it would be something so precious and important to him!

"Do you mean to tell me Rohan’s heart was that plant?" Her eyes rounded.

Kuhn nodded instantly, "Yes. My Grim Reaper master, keep it safe in the land of the dead and give me to give him when master disappeared. Plant is supposed to grow for many years and grow his heart in the root, but it destroy before the heart comes alive. Water it with blood and through time, the heart shall be restored."

It was true. Before Kuhn’s master had disappeared, the reaper had given him a single seed to give to the living boy who was the reason why his master was wanted in the land of the dead. His master had made him promise to take good care of the boy and also gave Kuhn the seed of Rohan’s heart to pass it to him.

Rohan had planted it for many years before he was sent to the asylum and Kuhn had looked over it, making sure to give it enough blood to keep the plant alive until Rohan’s release. The plant was the reason why Rohan forbade anyone from going into his garden.

Rohan’s heart being removed had been the cause of his starting corruption, and a clean heart could heal a corrupted body. It was like a medicine—the disease always started with the heart and always ended with the heart.

"Do you mean if Rohan got his heart back, he would become normal again?"

Kuhn nodded his head yet again.

"But plant has been destroyed, it can’t be found in this land. Only master knows where it is and master is no more..."

Belle found herself laughing as she gripped Kuhn’s shoulder, "I saw the plant. I saw it in the land of the dead that day. If I can get it back here, we can save Rohan!"

"You saw the plant?" Kuhn asked, and Belle, through her excitement at the fact that she could help her husband, did not notice the grimness in Kuhn’s raspy voice as he asked that question.

"I need to go to the land of the dead to retrieve it. How can I do that?" she asked him as she did not know the exact thing that made her teleport to the land in her sleep, but Kuhn began to shake his head even before speaking.

"You can not go there again. You will be traced back and taken to the elders. It is dangerous to be there."

"I will be careful, I won’t let them see me," Belle said, desperation in her voice. She had for a moment lost hope in finding a way to help Rohan, but that hope had been given to her again, and she would try everything in her power to see it through.

Kuhn shook his head. "You can not be there."

Belle stared at the creature for a long moment of silence, and then she chuckled humorlessly.

"Do you think you can stop me? That black plant is the only way to help him, and I, Isabelle Rohan Dagon, will die trying to retrieve it. Nothing you say will stop me, so are you going to be my friend and help me, or are you just going to stand on the sidelines and watch me?"

Rohan had risked his life knowing he could be bitten by the rogues to help her. She was willing to do the same.

She would risk it all as long as she would get her hands on his heart and give it back to him. He had not wanted to part with it, and she would heal him completely by giving him back his most precious body part.

His heart.

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When Kuhn had finally decided to help her, Belle had thought things would be easier, but they had not even set up a proper plan when Rav came knocking on her door to inform her that the carriage was ready to move and that she should open the door so her things could be moved into the carriage before Gwen helped her dress.

Belle had opened the door, not because she wanted to leave but because she needed to convince Rav to help in their plan as well. She had told him everything about her going to the other world and about Kuhn, who Rav couldn’t see even when Belle introduced them.

It had taken so much time to convince the vampire when he was hellbent on taking her to safety.

"You will have to kill me to take me out of here, Rav. Are you willing to help me or not?" she had demanded, finally tired of his persistent resolute insistence to get her away. She did not actually need his help with Kuhn by her side, but she needed all the help she could get to make this plan work out.

Rav had looked reluctant and dreadful as he nodded in agreement to help her, but he had said, "Under one condition. If it does not work before the sunset tomorrow, we are dropping this and taking you away. But I hope as hell it works," he added, to see Belle smile faintly.

"I will make sure it works. I will get back his heart and save him. And once we do that, we are getting the hell out of Nightbrook until he recovers completely," she promised, more to herself than to Rav, who was now standing at the foot of the bed. He had insisted that she at least eat something, but Belle had told him she would eat once she got her hands on the plant and returned.

She was too eager to stomach any food. But unfortunately for all of them, she couldn’t fall asleep when she laid on the bed. No matter how hard she tried to sleep so she could be teleported, she couldn’t fall asleep. She laid on the bed for more than thirty minutes, then she sat up.

"I can’t fall asleep, it feels like I have forgotten how to sleep," she muttered, yanking her hair in frustration as she looked at Rav, who was sitting on the chair before the fireplace where Rohan always sat. But he got up when she sat up.

"Will it work if you take a sleep remedy?" he suggested with an uncertain look in his light red eyes.

"It won’t hurt to try. Get me the remedy," she agreed, though she wasn’t even certain if she would go to the other world even after sleeping, she was willing to try. Kuhn was already standing prepared. He could go there himself.

Rav came back with a bowl of black substance that looked utterly unenticing, but Belle did not even hesitate in swallowing it whole despite the strange taste it left on her tongue.

She laid back down and closed her eyes. The sleep did not come immediately, but when it came, it was with a force that made all her limbs heavy, and she slipped into slumber.

To Belle, the sleep did not last as she expected. Her eyelids fluttered open slowly, and she blinked to get her view into focus. She quickly sat up when she saw her surroundings, where the silvery light of the moon illuminated the ruined chamber. She was finally in the other world, on her bed and inside her chamber.

She got off the bed quickly without bothering to look around, as she was familiar with the dead atmosphere.

Immediately, Kuhn appeared before her.

"Where did you see the plant?" he asked her, his voice clearer than it had been when he spoke to her in the land of the living. It was like being in this other world made it easier for her to understand him clearly.

Belle began to part her lips to answer his question, only to realize she had no answer to it. She had indeed seen the plant in this world, but even if a knife was placed on her throat for her to direct the road to it, she wouldn’t be able to do it. She had just woken up in a place that looked strange and had fortunately seen the familiar plant.

"I... I don’t know," Belle muttered as she ran her fingers into the disheveled length of her gold-blonde hair that hadn’t seen a comb in a while. "I saw it somewhere, I can recognize the place if I see it again, but I cannot point out the direction that led there. Let’s look around the castle ground. I might find the place," she suggested as they hurried out of the castle together.