Cyrus walked towards his bedchamber with a proud grin gracing his face after he had finally brought the woman under his clutches.
'You can't escape me now, Agnes. Not this time, I will not kill you because torturing is more fun.'
No doubt Cyrus had no intention of loving her because he brought her to Belle Morte to drain the woman.
Curtis had a lot of questions to state but the man was not in the position to say anything, thus he silently trailed towards the chamber behind his master.
Whereas on the other side Agnes and Lady Noh entered into the ber chamber, which was specifically allotted to her as a guest of the king.
"If you need anything, my lady then please just call my name."
Lady Noh lowered her head and instructed before she turned around and strode towards the door.
Agnes inspected the room and was baffled by the luxurious golden carvings on the walls, everything seemed to be dipped into gold.
'Whoa! I never expected Belle Morte to be this beautiful, it is quite contrasting to its name.'
Of course that was the first thought because Belle Morte meant beautiful death, but the insides of the terrifying castle felt like heaven.
The naive woman was stunned and gleefully skimmed through the room while putting hand over the bed rack. Due to the sharp carvings it caused a cut over her finger which made Lady moh hakt in her place.
'Oh no!'
She immediately faced the woman suspecting that it would definitely be the death of her. Lady Noh inhaled her blood and experienced an unfamiliar sensation.
She has encountered numerous humans in the castle and none of them had caused such a feeling. Lord Cyrus had trained his people and kin to bear the smell of blood without injuring humans.
But perhaps a breach was about to occur at that moment!
Lady Noh felt her fangs growing longer while the Agnes saw her advancing towards him. But before her hand could reach and grip Agnes' neck someone blocked her.
Agnes reflexively closed her eyes and didn't really get a chance to step back or move. But sensing that nothing had hit her she snapped open her orbs only to see Cyrus Saikaro in front of her.
There was a dark aura around his body that made Agnes step back when she saw him grabbing the neck of the lady.
"Lady Noh!"
Cyrus called out while he put his index finger of left hand over her forehead.
The woman immediately came back to her senses and realized her blunder, Lady Noh knelt down in her knees and begged for mercy.
"My Lord, forgive this incompetent servant. I will accept every punishment to reflect upon my actions."
She knew that apart from death nothing would happen to her. But to her surprise she was told to leave along with other servants.
When everybody was out of the bed chambers Cyrus turned towards Agnes who had been standing there with the injured spot pressed.
"You…"
He took a step closer towards her but reflexively Agnes stepped back, she was even more afraid now that her blood was intoxicating his senses.
"Next time…"
Cyrus crept closer and now was holding her chin as he used his super speed to approach her. The noble lord wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled the lady closer within a jerk.
"Next time whenever you are in trouble just call my name. Okay?"
He toyed with her hair lock while clearly sensing that her lips had been trembling and heart was getting wild.
Whereas to Agnes the whole situation seemed strange, why would the noble lord take a liking towards her? She was in a dilemma and bow Cyrus had been standing closer to her.
Agnes studied his sharp features and couldn't help but admit that everything about him was inviting and inciting to her. She had no control over her body whenever he was around, Agnes felt as if she would melt into his arms with an intimate touch.
She had been feeling herself magnetically pulled towards him during the study of his face, Cyrus' eyelashes were down looking at her lips but when he raised them at her; Agnes felt her ovaries might explode with that stare.
His red eyes stared at her with a slit of black shade in the middle in place of iris. Although with his jade appearance and vampiric identity Cyrus Saikaro was no doubt scary.
Agnes lowered her gaze and replied to his statement to confirm that she had heard him.
"Y- yes, your highness."
Cyrus gripped her waist by applying slight pressure and she was tucked to his chest this time.
According to her assumption he should have felt some burning or anything like pain but nothing such happened. Although it was due to her unique blood, who knows might be the effect of his bite and mark too!