The Masked Vampire King's Accidental Bride
Chapter 409: A dream Maze

Chapter 409: A dream Maze

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In the darkroom of the Black Skull Palace that belonged to none other than the nation’s most dangerous vampire prince, Sensation Marino, Elliana walked to the seventh floor.

Was she really walking? Or was she running? The walls and the paintings hanging on them looked familiar to her, but even after all that, she couldn’t point out where exactly she was.

She knew these paintings were familiar, but for some reason, there was only one painting that she could really see among all. Among 100’s of paintings, only one was crystal clear.

"Elliana," She heard a trembling male’s voice and her foot lost its balance, making her fall to the ground.

Something was following her.

She was running from something. Or was she running towards something?

Everything was confusing. It was like a maze, a maze of her own emotions.

She gulped, looking at the dark, weird shadows forming on the ceiling. They looked like those night creatures that never came out of their shadows and only haunt others with their presence, extending their hands towards her as if wanting to suck her in some kind of hell.

Something was creeping towards her, or was she losing something from her hand? It was a weird feeling creeping up her skin, but at the same time, shivers were running down her spine.

Or was it all her illusion?

"Elliana," She heard again, and she frantically looked around, standing from her place, almost losing her footing again and hurting her knees in the process.

No. She shouldn’t be stopping.

There was a voice screaming inside her head, telling her if she stopped, she might as well be as good as dead.

The dead were following her, the dread was creeping her. It was just like... l’appel du vide (the call of the void).

Elliana tried to call for help. But no matter how much she tried, it was almost as if her mind was blank, and no name or face appeared in her mind. Who should she call for help?

’Was there anyone you could really ask? You are an abandoned, unloved b*tch,’

Elliana heard another voice in her head that almost sounded familiar to her powers, making her fall to the ground.

She crawled back, away from whatever it was chasing her.

"Save me, daughter," Elliana heard the painful voice of a man again before someone held her foot and pulled her back into the darkness of the endless abyss.

"Aaaaaaaaa! Aaaaaaa!" Elliana screamed, opening her eyes with a gasp as she sat straight, panting heavily.

"Are you okay, Princess? It was just a nightmare. Everything’s fine. You are safe here," Miss Zoya, who has been trying to call her and wake her up to have her eat something, almost fell back on her butt at the sudden fearful scream of the human in front of her.

"Here, drink this water," Miss Zoya helped Elliana with the glass, and the girl who was panting profusely, extended her trembling hands forward to take it.

However, as soon as she held the glass, her trembling fingers lost their grip, and the glass fell on her blanket.

"It’s okay, I will help you with that," Miss Zoya held Elliana’s hand in a tight grip, making her gasp at the pain that shot across her body.

Elliana looked at Miss Zoya with wide eyes, her gaze shifting towards the blanket in horror as the blue blanket started to turn red as if dripping blood.

"What the -"

"You b*tch, you really think your family can survive my maze?" She saw Miss Zoya speaking before her body deformed and started to elongate.

"Aaaaaaaa! Mr. Marino! Aaaaaa!" Elliana screamed in horror, opening her eyes once again.

She sat straight, feeling like deja vu. Did she wake up in her dream and hear Miss Zoya saying - Elliana looked to her side where the glass of water was missing.

Where was the glass that was always there?

Dread spread across her body and she stood from her place, running out of the room.

She was running again. Running away from something once again. Was it also a dream or -

"Mmmphhh!" She bumped into someone, almost falling on her ass if not for the person who held her hand and quirked his brows at her.

"Princess Elliana? What are you doing running outside and... In this attire? Is this an invitation?"

It was Prince Angelo.

Elliana looked around, her insides clenching when she realized she was exposed from head to toe and was now running amidst the guards who were gawking at her naked body with hungry eyes.

"Look at the princess. No wonder our sir lost his cool with her. I would even like to have that kind of feast,"

"If only sir knew to share, I wouldn’t mind taking turns on her,"

"We will only get her once the royals are done screwing her,"

Elliana heard their whispers and looked at the royal princes, whose eyes were a shade of dark red as they looked at her hungrily, their gazes full of malice.

"Prince Vincenzo, I..." she turned to Vincenzo.

"Shhh, say less, I got you," Santo walked ahead and took off his coat.

She thought he was going to drape it over her, but to his surprise he draped it over them before he forced his lips on her, fisting her hair with his left hand and yanking her head in a painful grip, his hand grabbing her breasts, making her scream in horror.

"No! Please don’t touch me! I said no! I beg you, spare me,"

"No? But your husband said we could share you in return for giving him the throne," the prince paused before he pushed his finger inside her womanhood, touching her against her will.

"Please, I beg you. This isn’t what you want. Nathaniel! Nathaniel! Please -" Elliana begged helplessly.

"Dark witches like you only deserve this, Elliana. How could you hide this from us? After everything I did for you. You want to call for Nathaniel? How will he save you after we have sucked every drop of blood from him?" Vincenzo said, not moving his limb to save her.

"Please trust me, I had no idea the hatred ran so deep and -"

"Shut it, bitch!"

She was slapped as the princes attacked her with their elongated fangs and bit into her skin while Sebastian witnessed the scene, breaking her heart.

"You deserve this," Sebastian mouthed to her, making her scream as loudly as she could.

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Elliana opened her eyes, looking at the ceiling as tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes.

She pinched her skin to confirm she was not having a nightmare again, and once she was sure, she removed her blanket, noticing how she was completely dressed.

She was sore all over, but Mr. Marino’s blood indeed helped her recuperate sooner than she would’ve without the blood.

After taking a quick shower and changing into a comfortable pair of clothes, Elliana padded toward the dining room, feeling unsure and contemplating because of the kind of dream she had.

Her hands were still shivering with her abnormally high heartbeat as her mind was thinking of all those things she saw.

Nothing made sense to her. Nothing but -

"Princess, you are here. Let me heat the food quickly," the chef beamed as soon as she walked inside and he saw her, making her nod.

She looked at Miss Zoya, who was also informed, and walked to the dining room.

Remembering the dream and Miss Zoya’s ugly voice, Elliana shuddered involuntarily before she noticed the sad look on the caretaker’s face.

"Miss Zoya, is everything alright?" Elliana asked, and Zoya nodded with a forced smile.

"It’s just something related to the kingdom. It’s better if you hear about it from the Prince. You shouldn’t worry about it though. The royals will handle it," Miss Zoya said, and Elliana was about to nod when Miss Zoya added.

"These dark witches have started to show their colors once again. I don’t understand what use they have in the world. I wish the moon goddess that He could just kill them for what they are doing," Miss Zoya’s words made Elliana’s hand freeze on the glass of juice that one of the maids placed.

Why did it look like her dream was kind of coming true?