Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 529

Chapter 529: Recovery

"But do you think he will succeed in something nobody has ever done before?" she asked doubtfully.

In Rohan’s case, putting back his heart wasn’t done manually, because it was his heart and it belonged inside him, and Astral who had kept it had secured it in a way that it would return to him the moment he got it back. Meanwhile, it was different for Rav, whose real heart had rotted and needed a replacement, which had to be installed.

"He will. I have no doubt that he will not fail, you should have seen how determined he looked when he asked me to help him," Rohan said, fitting his arm back around her waist and pulling her closer as he noticed she still didn’t look fully convinced about everything.

Belle placed her hand against his chest as he drew her nearer. "I really wish I had succeeded in helping him back then, before all of this happened, but rather than have no hope at all, I think this is better," she muttered, tracing random patterns with her finger against Rohan’s hard chest, feeling more at ease with him now than she had before.

"Evenly is hurting so badly. She named the twins today," she told Rohan.

He asked, "What did she name them?"

Belle smiled faintly. "Arielle and Aryen, aren’t they lovely, the names, I mean?" she asked.

Rohan’s brows arched as the names sounded familiar, and he let out a low chuckle. "I’ll be damned."

"What?" Belle asked curiously, to which Rohan said,

"When I was in the asylum along with Rav, the mad people there always had workers who took care of them and read to them when they began to recover and become obedient. They sit them all down in the heavily guarded yard on the grass like adolescents, all of them in uniform, with tortured scars on their bodies, and they listen to the story being read to them.

"Of course, I was never part of them. My ward was different, and my punishments were different, but I always peeked at them, as I believed they were all pathetic. Yet I was always curious about what the book being read to them was about, because whenever they didn’t get read to, they raged and screamed my ears out.

"So one day, I stole one of the books when I was being brought back from the torture room after being weakened. I sneaked the storybook back to my room and gave it to Rav to read to me, so I could see what the mad people liked about it.

"It was then I realized Rav couldn’t read or write. Bored as I was in that hellhole, I took it upon myself to teach him, just like I had taught myself to read and write in the attic room of the castle. He was a fast learner, and when he learned, the book became his obsession, he slept reading and woke up reading. It was almost as if he reread it because he didn’t want to forget how, and he couldn’t believe he could finally read," Rohan said with a bittersweet expression on his face, as if he were reliving the memory.

Rohan smiled for the length of three glad heartbeats, then laughed when she began to tickle him. He wondered if life would continue to be this good, and decided that surely tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, it could only get better as long as she was beside him.

Rohan was right. He’d never imagined happiness such as he knew in the few days and nights that followed while he was recovering. By the next morning when he woke up, his wounds had closed up and the pain was slowly fading from his back.

By the evening of that day, he could lie on his back again, and sleeping that night was the best feeling. To roll over in his sleep and draw his wife back against him, then drift off again in a cocoon of bliss. Or better yet, to roll the other way and feel her follow, pressing close behind him.

To feel her hand circle his waist, her feet beneath his, her breath on his back. He awakened the next morning and found her lying with an elbow beneath her cheek, studying him. And just as naturally as everything, he’d moved close and kissed her in the buttery light of early morning, and she had smiled rather than moved away.

That morning he left her with a goodbye kiss to go out and buy equipment that would be used to make furniture for the second room Evenly would move into with her kids before the winter passed and they began to work on their new building. He also needed to find some books to help Angel in his goal of learning about changing hearts.

He was gone all day and returned home when the light had faded from the sky and the air was freezing at night. That became a habit in the next few days after his recovery, as there were many things to be done. But the best part of it was leaving in the morning and returning, knowing his family awaited his arrival.