The Vampire Prince's Blindfolded Bride
Chapter 273: The Gossips

Chapter 273: The Gossips

"You are insensitive. I’m not," Odin corrected her.

"Fine. I am," Venus admitted as her voice cracked. She averted her gaze from him and tightly clasped her hands together.

Odin wondered what happened to her suddenly. She was showing different emotions at the same time. He didn’t bother to ask her since it would be troublesome.

"I heard that that there’s a witch in the capital. Is it true?" Venus asked after sometime.

"I thought you had no intention to talk to me," Odin asserted.

"That’s not true. I was angry at myself. I ruined my own life. I could have been married off to a good household when Eugene died. However, all I thought of..." Venus couldn’t brought those words to her mouth and paused.

"Destroying the life of your elder sister," Odin finished the sentence for her.

"Yes."

Odin didn’t say anything and remained quiet when he heard her again.

"If I become a vampire, will I stop feeling like this? I heard the vampires don’t feel emotions like humans. They are free of all such stress," Venus murmured.

"Now, you want to be a vampire!?" Odin arched his eyebrow in amusement.

"It’s just a thought. You’ve no idea what I feel all the time," Venus stated. "Nevermind. Please forget what I say to you," she added.

"Live like a human," Odin said, his voice steady. "That’s what will suit you more."

Venus gazed at him, trying to decipher the unreadable emotion in his eyes. An overwhelming curiosity surged within her, and she finally voiced the question that had been gnawing at her. "Who converted you?"

"No one. I’m a noble vampire... My family has a long history of being vampires," Odin asserted with a hint of pride.

"Oh. So, your family lives in the capital. Don’t they call you home? You live here just because you’re ordered to do so. I think if you talk to Prince Magnus once, he will free you from this job," Venus suggested.

"I’ve no family. They all are dead long ago," Odin answered.

"I’m very... Sorry, Odin," Venus said and lowered her eyes in embarrassment. That was why he never brought the matter of his family during any discussion.

"It’s fine. It’s been years, so it doesn’t affect much," Odin replied.

Venus met his gaze. "You can stay in our house as long as you can," she muttered.

"I don’t think I’ve to live there for a long time. Once the enemy is taken down, my work will be finished," Odin proclaimed.

"By enemy do you mean the witch?" asked Venus.

"Yes."

"I don’t think I’ll have to stay here for much longer. Once the enemy is taken down, my work will be finished," Odin proclaimed confidently.

"By enemy, do you mean the witch?" Venus asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Yes."

"Hmm. Then, you’ll have to live all alone. There will be no one to fight with you," Venus remarked, a tiny smile gracing her lips as she tried to lighten the mood.

"It’s strange. You wish to keep fighting with me," Odin muttered, the playfulness in his eyes unmistakable. "Well, who knows? By then, you might be married. You can fight with your husband instead," he added with a teasing tone.

"That’s not going to happen," Venus said, her smile fading.

"Why not?" Odin’s playful demeanor shifted to one of genuine curiosity.

"No man desires me after what I did," she answered, her voice filled with regret as she downcast her gaze, unable to meet his eyes.

"That cousin of Eugene. I forgot his name but he admires you," Odin stated.

"I don’t want to involve with any werewolf," Venus said. "I just hate them," she muttered. The carriage finally came to the halt and Venus quickly averted her gaze to the door. As the coachman opened it, she stepped down and inhaled the fresh air. The soil was damped after the early morning light rainfall.

She began walking ahead while Odin followed her closely.

"Odin, aren’t you uncomfortable? There are many humans around," she added.

"You have forgotten that I’ve a good control on myself," Odin answered.

"Hmm. We have to walk at least fifteen minutes to reach the jewelry shop," Venus told him.

"Hmm. Let’s go," Odin walked ahead of her this time. She ran after him and matched his steps.

"Did you hear about a witch? They say, she will keep taking the lives of the humans if Princess Alora doesn’t surrender herself to her."

Gossips started going around, which were audible to both Odin and Venus.

"Did that witch again kill someone?"

"I heard she killed three last night."

"Will the vampires do anything about it?"

"They don’t care for us. If they did, by now, they had caught Qasima."

"We should talk to our Chancellor. He will definitely take the matter to the King."

"Is it true that Princess Alora if sent to the witch, the humans can be saved?"

"Yes. I heard this from a verified source."

The crowd started gathering in unison to deliver the message to the King to send Alora away to save their lives.

Venus wanted to stop the crowd from jumping to conclusions, but before she could act, Odin grasped her wrist. She turned to look at him, confusion and frustration evident in her eyes.

"It’s not wise to speak to this crowd of humans," Odin advised, his voice firm yet calm. "I’m sure the King is already doing something about this. So, let’s stay out of it."

"But they are talking about my sister," Venus said in a low voice, her eyes pleading. "I should at least defend her stance. The people are having some misunderstandings."

"It’s not wise to intervene," Odin insisted. "Focus on the task you’ve come here to accomplish. I’ll go to the palace later and inform Prince Magnus personally about this situation. However, I’m sure these rumors have already reached his ears as well."

Venus hesitated, the urge to defend her sister battling with the practicality of Odin’s words. She glanced at the murmuring crowd, then back at Odin. His eyes held a mixture of concern and determination.

"Fine," she conceded reluctantly. "But this feels wrong."

Odin nodded, understanding her frustration. "I know. But sometimes patience is the better part of valor."

He gently led her away from the crowd, guiding her towards their destination. The bustling noise of the people faded into the background as they walked away from them.