The Masked Vampire King's Accidental Bride
Chapter 352: He is taking another woman to the ball

Chapter 352: He is taking another woman to the ball

Elliana looked at the message on her phone, and her hands clenched.

She leaned back on the bed, closing her eyes.

It was really frustrating. As if going through everything and the fact that she won’t be able to join the annual ball because of her wounds wasn’t enough, she has to bear with these tantrums too.

[I have decided to deal with the humans. At the end of the day, it’s the profit that counts. The royals should know how to deal with the offenders themselves.] It was Marcello’s message from an unknown number.

Elliana placed her hand on her eyes, feeling annoyed.

She knew that he was doing that only because he knew she wouldn’t be accepting his call request any other way.

"Is everything ready? You asked the doctor about all the precautions," Sebastian asked as he entered the room, and looked at his wife who was lying on the bed with her hand over her eyes.

"Let’s go home, Princess," Sebastian said, and Elliana removed her hand before looking at him.

She looked at him up and down, her eyes beaming appreciatively.

He was dressed really nicely today, even better than Princess Scarlet’s birthday. He looked like a true royal prince who was ready to take his throne.

His three-piece suit with his overcoat almost reached his knees and had diamonds in place of buttons with his cufflinks shining with another pair of black diamonds.

His hair was styled back, a single strand of hair falling on his right eye, making him look enchanting and powerful at the same time.

She couldn’t see his face, but his chiseled jaws, cherry lips, and pointed nose along with hazel eyes made him look so real that she had to pinch herself to believe that the man in front of her wasn’t a fantasy, but a real being.

If he was dressed like this, could it be that - a smile appeared on her face.

"Can I attend? Did the doctor permit me to go to the ball?" Elliana asked, excited.

However, rather than answering her questions, Sebastian evened her dress and gently removed the blanket from over her legs.

"Here," he placed his overcoat on her shoulders and helped her stand.

Elliana grabbed her phone in one hand and held Mr. Marino’s hand in another as he pulled her out like a parent taking his kid back home.

She kept looking at him all the way until they reached the palace.

He got out of the car and went to her side before grabbing her hand again. Sebastian looked at her enquiring eyes before walking towards the stairs of the palace.

"You still haven’t answered me, Mr. Marino. Can I still attend the function or not?" She asked, and Sebastian sighed.

"You can’t. The doctor has clearly said not to let you move too much. So you are definitely not coming to that place full of vampires where even a slight rough movement will open your wound and make you bleed again," Sebastian said with finality.

There was no room for discussion. It was obvious he didn’t want to hear any pleas or any reasons from her either.

Sebastian turned towards the stairs ready to walk, but Elliana stood firmly on the ground, making him look back at her.

He had been acting quite cold since afternoon. It was almost as if he was angry with her. Was it because she was unable to go with him? Did he blame her in his mind?

Did he blame her for getting hurt? She clearly remembered his words about introducing her to the world yesterday morning. Wasn’t it exactly why he wanted her to shop for a dress? A blue dress. That’s what he had asked her to wear.

But now he wasn’t taking her. And not only that, he was acting so coldly to her. It was almost as if his heart wasn’t here today.

She didn’t want to ask it. She knew her Mr. Marino assured her too many times to never doubt him and his loyalty to this relationship for as long as it remains, but for some reason, a small voice urged her to ask the question that was indirectly humiliating to her love too.

"Are you taking another woman?" Elliana’s eyes brimmed with tears.

He didn’t say anything.

He only blinked at her, but Elliana noticed how his jaws tightened even more as if he was gritting his teeth.

He didn’t want to answer her. Or probably it was because he didn’t have an answer for her.

"Let’s go inside, Princess," Sebastian took a deep breath, and Elliana looked into his eyes for a few seconds before she jerked her hand away from him.

She ran inside the palace, making Sebastian’s gaze darken when he saw her running.

"Princess, you will hurt yourself like this!" Sebastian shouted and walked behind her.

"Princess, you are back. How are -" Miss Zoya paused when she saw the girl running towards the stairs with tears in her eyes, her tears flowing out of her eyes as she ran upstairs, the diamond-like drops falling on the ground, making the caretaker look at her with raised brows.

She looked at the prince, who was walking inside the palace with an angry look.

"What happened, Prince? Why is our princess crying like this?" Miss Zoya asked Sebastian who massaged his forehead in anger.

"She asked me if I was taking someone else to the party in her place. I would’ve said no, but I didn’t want to lie to her.

I am taking Scarlet’s friend Brittany to the party since the Princess can’t go with me, and I need that girl’s father’s favor. This is so frustrating," Sebastian kicked the couch away, taking a deep breath to control his anger.

The caretaker pressed her lips disapprovingly.

"The girl is already feeling emotional because of everything she went through, and now you are taking another woman to the party. She is going to blame herself for it. Please explain to her that it’s because of some arrangements and not because she got hurt. She will only hurt herself mentally like this," Miss Zoya suggested.

She didn’t like this decision of the prince.

She understood why the princess was crying. The poor girl recovered from a near-death experience. She was barely nineteen years old to understand this kind of politics. Her innocent heart wouldn’t understand these things even when the prince would try.

And why should she?

Any woman would hate it if her husband would attend an annual party with another woman, the same party where she was to be announced the royal wife.

However, it wasn’t like the caretaker could say anything in the matter. The throne was really important for the prince because according to him, it rightfully belonged to him after his father and that was the only thing that his father wanted from him.

"The party has already started. I will leave now. Make sure she eats something. I will come later and apologize properly," Sebastian said before he went out again.

Lucas didn’t accompany his prince since he was just going to a party that didn’t necessarily need his attention and protection.

"This is bad," Miss Zoya said to the chef, and Lucas who saw everything happening from the doorway, felt bad for his princess.

For the first time, he wanted to go against his prince.

He sighed and looked at Miss Zoya.

"I will go and talk to her," Lucas said, and Miss Zoya looked at the chef, feeling edgy for some unknown reason.

"Are you sure about it? She is only doubtful at the moment. If you went there and confirmed it, she might really lose it and hurt herself even more. You don’t know what a woman’s wrath is like. She might just be a human, but I hope I don’t need to remind you that she can be really wishful sometimes," Miss Zoya said, and Lucas smiled.

"Oh, you don’t need to worry about that. I will take care of it. I don’t think anyone knows how wishful and how powerful her wrath can be better than me," Lucas nodded at the caretaker and the chef before he ascended the stairs slowly, a million thoughts swirling inside his head.

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