Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 493

Chapter 493: The promise

"Anything for you, my heart. Anything, as long as you won’t leave me here," he murmured, clutching her hand between both of his because he couldn’t hold her body anymore, not when she was in so much pain and her blood had pooled around her, soaking into the ground, into his knees, into everything around them.

"I can’t promise to stay, Rohan, even though... I want to." She whispered through the intense pain that seemed to be eating inside her body, and then she asked her favor before she would be taken away. "Can you lift the baby and tell me what gender it is? I want... to know."

Rohan finally looked away from her eyes to the whimpering little being clutched against her chest with her other hand, her blood already soaking through the fabric around the baby. Eager to please her and to grant her any wish, Rohan released her hand and slowly lowered his hand to the small infant that hiccuped and began to cry as he lifted it up and cuddled it in one of his trembling arms.

Belle watched him move the fabric wrapped around the baby’s entire body to reveal first the small head with strands of blonde hair, which made Rohan pause to look at the face that emerged from beneath the cloth.

The baby’s eyes were wide open, and they were hazel and as clear as his wife’s, with a small button nose and her pink little mouth where the tongue peeked out to suck on the tiny fist rubbing aggressively against the lips. The hazel eyes stared at him without blinking, and they flashed between black and hazel, holding him spellbound in eyes that looked like Belle’s and his at the same time. They were round and the most innocent, adorable eyes in the world, and he felt his throat tighten as he whispered,

"It’s a girl, and she has your eyes and face, my love."

He turned to look at Belle watching him with teary eyes, but she laughed at his words and remarked,

"And there... you have your princess. You wanted her to be a girl... and we got a girl."

Though Belle tried to sound light, her heart was breaking into a million pieces at the brutal realization that she wouldn’t be in the girl’s life nor in her family’s anymore. After everything she had done and tried, in the end she would still be the dead girl, only now it would be worse than death, for she wouldn’t even have a soul to be given another chance.

How fate could be so cruel...

Belle bit her lower lip to hold in her cries. It hurt so much; not only was her heart breaking, her inside was burning, and she could feel her time drawing away as the reaper was preparing its scythe.

"Rohan... can you promise me something?" Belle asked, her breathing sounding hollowed now.

Rohan, still holding the baby who had now gripped his index finger in her little hand, watched his wife, who was waiting for him to give his answer. Even until now, as he saw her bleeding to her death, nothing felt real to Rohan. Even though the moment was happening, it felt almost like a dream, a very bad dream he wanted to wake up from. He wanted to stop and stop unveiling in this cruel way.

"Anything for you... my love." He grabbed her hand, which was turning cold, and interlocked their fingers again.

"I want you to promise me..." Belle groaned in pain. "That when I am no longer in your life... you’d take care of our children and be there for them. Don’t neglect... any of them, Rohan. Love and care for them like you would when I am there..."

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