The Bride Of The Vampire King - Chapter 106

It hurts when you have someone in your heart, but you can’t have them in your arms.

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The cold night breeze blew from the open balcony and gave off its own coolness when the sound of rustling leaves could be heard softly.

Not to mention the antique furniture that adorned the room. Mila really liked the atmosphere.

It was serene to be here…

“There is a room at the end of this corridor, we can go there to have a look,” said the middle-aged man who was the caretaker of the house, who introduced himself as Michael.

“Damon, I want to be in this room,” Tarsa told him again. She didn’t want to talk to Damon, but they were together on this journey after all, so of course, talking to the protector was unavoidable.

Damon didn’t answer, his eyes then looked at the balcony again and shook his head. “Show me the room.” Damon then took Tarsa’s suitcase and slung his own backpack before he finally walked out of the room followed by Raphael and Tarsa.

Both of them were defeated.

Actually, Tarsa, as a Kairi, she could use her powers to make her own choices and Damon couldn’t dictate what she should do. It’s just, she didn’t have that kind of ability yet and Damon didn’t give her a chance to refuse.

As for Raphael, since he wasn’t Tarsa’s true protector, he had no right to refute Damon’s words, as that was how they worked.

And reluctantly, Tarsa walked out of the room to occupy a smaller room at the end of the corridor and only had one small window facing the street, while Damon and Raphael got a room right next to hers.

Even before they started this first task, Tarsa already felt that this would not be easy.

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Tarsa woke up at night when she couldn’t sleep, maybe because something was bothering her.

Tarsa needed fresh air, so she got out of bed and intended to take a walk around the house, or go to the park she had seen earlier.

Raphael had already chanted protection spells around the house and had assured Damon that nothing had been missed, so Tarsa felt it was safe for her to come out and stretch her legs a little in the night air. Maybe then some sleepiness would overtake her.

Although Tarsa did not really understand how the function or how the protection spell worked.

However, when Tarsa was about to step out of the room, she found Damon sitting next to her bedroom door, he seemed to have fallen asleep, because when he heard Tarsa’s door open, and found the girl standing there, stunned, he opened her eyes and looked alert.

“Where are you going?” he asked in a deep voice. He immediately stood up and not long after his body towered before Tarsa.

“I… I just wanted to take a short walk, I couldn’t sleep.” Tarsa thought Damon would reject the idea, just like when he chose a room for her, but instead, he held out his hand.

“I will keep you company.”

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Tarsa thought Damon was going to scold her again because she intended to get out of the room, even though she only wanted to go for a walk at night, considering how overprotective he was of her, but that didn’t seem to be the case, as he was now accompanying her for a walk under the shining full moon.

The light was so beautiful it cast Tarsa and Damon’s shadows behind them as the two walked down the path in the garden.

Passed some trees and finally sat on a park bench under a garden lamp that emitted a soft light.

Be it Damon or Tarsa, the two of them didn’t say anything at all during the thirty-minute walk, but then Tarsa could sense that Damon was actually just waiting for her to start a conversation.

Ugh!

Ignoring someone who was close to you and you would see every day was a difficult thing and Tarsa could not have the ability to do such a thing, so with a voice that trembled slightly due to the cold night air, Tarsa dared to speak to Damon.

“I didn’t mean to ignore you,” Tarsa said, starting their conversation, but then she realized she was being too open. Shouldn’t she have started this with one small talk to lighten the mood?

However, since Tarsa had already said it and she couldn’t take her words back, she couldn’t help but have to face whatever Damon’s reaction would be.

On the other hand, Damon seemed also surprised by Tarsa’s frankness. He turned his head and found the girl beside him was lowering her head and playing with the hem of her shirt nervously.

“I can’t blame you if you want to avoid me,” Damon said. He then leaned his body against the back of the park bench and lifted his head, looking up at the clear night sky. “I was in the wrong and made the atmosphere very uncomfortable for both of us.”

This was a rare occurrence, where Damon relented and instead of sticking with his own opinion as he always did, he apologized and looked sincere when he said it.

“I also know what you did when you were in that old dead tree…” Tarsa’s voice was only a low mumble as she said that. Since she had opened her voice and raised the topic of this matter, it would be a good idea for her to be honest about what really happened and what she knew from that night.

Meanwhile, hearing Tarsa’s statement, Damon turned his head quickly, his sharp gaze and disbelief at what he had just heard could be seen. He didn’t expect Tarsa’s confession, because he thought that since Xierra possessed Tarsa’s body, she certainly wouldn’t notice it.

“I was there, watching you two.” Then Tarsa chuckled dryly, she shook her head. “No, I saw myself and you there…”

Damon straightened up, he felt his tongue go numb and couldn’t say anything, especially when Tarsa stopped her fake laugh and turned to look at him.

Tarsa’s eyes were soft, but there was sadness in them and it made Damon feel uncomfortable enough.

“Do you love her?” Tarsa asked suddenly. She wanted to hear an answer straight from Damon’s lips, even though a large part of her was already screaming the answer Damon would give her.

But, still, Tarsa hurt herself in this way. Tarsa couldn’t help but stand by and let this misunderstanding deepen.

“You love her, right?” Tarsa asked in a soft voice, but she gripped the hem of her shirt tightly. Trying to brace herself for what she’s about to hear next. “You are not allowed to lie to me. I am the Kairi you protected.”

It was an absolute rule, where the protector was not allowed to tell lies in front of a Kairi. There is an ancient spell that makes them incapable of doing this.

And although Tarsa hasn’t learned everything well, she knew the rules well. The only rule stuck in her head when she read the manuscript of the promise between the Kairi and her protector.

“Yes,” Damon answered in one short sentence, but it was also painful for Tarsa because she wished the answer was different.

But, again… what kind of answer did she really expect from Damon? Wasn’t it all clear to Tarsa that there was something wrong with the way Damon saw and treated her?

Because between the two of them there would always be Kairi Xierra’s shadow. Where Xierra’s heart, which was owned by Tarsa, was beating again in her body.

“Thanks for answering honestly,” Tarsa said, then she stood up and smiled sweetly at Damon. “I think this was the answer that will allow me to sleep peacefully tonight.”

Tarsa knew that the relationship between herself and Damon was only limited to Kairi and her protector, but when someone gave you their undivided attention and protected you with their life, of course, it was impossible for you not to feel anything…

And the most trivial thing Tarsa could say was; she seemed to be starting to like Damon, despite his cold demeanor and sometimes seeming like an uncaring person, but he cared… it’s just that the way he cared for her was very different…

And Tarsa doesn’t think this is wrong…

“I’m sorry,” Damon said. He apologized quite often these days to someone like himself.

“Why are you apologizing?” asked Tarsa with a sweet smile on her lips. “I should be the one who apologizes because, with my presence, you are reminded of your love again.”

Tarsa was annoyed with herself because she could still smile at Damon when her heart said otherwise.

This wasn’t the night chat she wanted…

And Tarsa hated Damon because she cared about him so much.

Damon took off the jacket he was wearing and draped it over Tarsa’s shoulders. “We’re going inside.”

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