Moon Lovers: Craving For My Fake Vampire Mate

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Ch-11

Lenora took a deep breath and walked outside her room followed by Celine. Soon, she reached the stairs where the present king was waiting for her. A broad smile formed on her face, the moment she saw him like that. Even last time, when she was crowned as a princess he was her escort.

Zaros Orpheus Valorine, the king of Vampire Kingdom and belonged to the Original's bloodline.

He stood there with a stoic expression as if he was saying he didn't care about her. As the golden rays fell on his side profile, he looked majestic. She wanted to see the woman who was going to get this amazing man. Her brother only deserves the best.

Zaros saw his sister was descending the steps. When her eyes fell on him, a wide smile plastered on her face. She looked beautiful just like his mother. But at the thought of Victoria, his mood turned complicated. His face returned to his usually stoic face. If that incident hasn't happened then he would have been talking with her playing with her, he would have been sharing his worries and burdens with her.

Despite the feud between the vampire and werewolves, Zaros have to agree that William Maximus Elisaveta was a great man. He was glad that she was going to marry him. At least she would have peace there. In the past two years, he saw how she lived. Despite his anger and hatred, he still loved her. After all, she was the only sibling he has.

She drank animal blood as she fought with her craving for human blood. For a vampire, fighting with the human blood lust and then getting habituated to the animal blood was something that cannot be achieved easily. And she did. After fighting with the blood lust and if she tasted human blood again it would be just a matter of time, for her to go crazy.

Like a gentleman, he offered his arm to her. Taking his arm with a smile, she walked ahead like a proud peacock.

Zaros offering his arm to her means his hatred was reduced. With these thoughts, Lenora felt happy. Her brother still cares about her. He doesn't hate her as much as she thought. Even though it may look silly but she was willing to be silly for the sake of her brother.

As she walked into the throne room, she saw Queen Mother and the previous king sitting on their previous seats. While Zaros left her arm and sat on his throne. He signaled the men to start the ceremony.

"Dear Citizens,

Our Kind King decided to restore the ti…."

Da da da da da duh duh duh.

The sound of drums could be heard. Everyone turned their gaze towards the voice. Suddenly, they saw the line of people who were drumming separated into two rows leaving space between them. That's when… Emperor Azezal Laroch, the king of the Witch kingdom appeared in everyone's sight. Lenora's chest tightened at the sight of Azezal Laroch.

Suddenly her body started sweating. She clenched her fist tightly. She doesn't know why… but her mind was asking her to run far away from this man.

Emperor Azezal Laroch was not just like anyone. He belonged to Liches. He was an undead creature. Lenora saw the giant skeleton of seven feet in height was walking towards her direction adorning the most valuable and elegant clothes. Lenora could feel her trembling in fear. Wait… her heart was beating loudly, can others hear too? This was dangerous.

If anyone gets to know that she has a beating heart then she would be dead for good. She gulped a huge mouthful of saliva and waited for her fate to swallow her.

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath to calm herself down. But her heart was racing and her breathing was perfect. But… the undead creature, the lich, was standing in front of him.

"You look beautiful, My Lady," the lich said.

Lenora wanted to check the memories of Emperor Lich. But she wondered if she could see his memories or not. She doesn't know if she could see his memories or not. After all, he is a lich. Nevertheless, she decided to do it. Because he was the key to everything. Lenora felt that he was somehow connected to that incident.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," she replied with a curt nod.

"Since, you will be a princess soon. Then would you like to escort me to my chair, My Lady," he said. She stiffened. Lenora doesn't know what type o mind games he was playing but she knew she couldn't let her guard down. With a stiff smile that didn't look fake but a genuine one, she nodded her head and bowed slightly.

Azazel Laroch offered his hand, and she took it. She was shocked at the touch of his hand. His skeleton fingers looked too stiff, and cold. She wanted to take back her hand but for some reason, she couldn't move her hand. She frowned slightly before smiling widely at him.

Taking a deep breath, she calmed. Wrapping her fingers around his fingers, she walked ahead.

Lenora tried to see his memories from the past two years, as she tried she could feel her body was weakening but she couldn't let go of his hand or she could fall. Gritting her teeth, she tried to hold her strength and go ahead.

As she reached the stairs along with him, she could see her steps were flailing. She doesn't want that to happen. She took slow and steady steps to make herself feel better and doesn't embarrass herself in front of everyone. And her heartbeat, it wasn't in her control. It was thudding rapidly, making her feel scared even more. And along with all these, she won't have another opportunity to touch Emperor Azazel Laroch. Again filling her lungs, she tried to see his memories using much more strength.

Celine could see that Lenora was running out of her strength. She was doing something that was a fatal and impossible thing. If she uses her power then She will get caught and Lenora she would turn into an orphan. She doesn't deserve to be like that. Celine hoped that Lenora could get through this obstacle.

Suddenly, Lenora's head pained a lot. She wanted to scream, she wanted to jump and do many things but she couldn't. Holding her smile was turning harder for her.

Lenora forgot that the person she was trying to fetch memories were from Liches. There were only two ways to find the permission of Liches. One was that They have to allow others to see their memories. The other way was… looking at the memories without their knowledge would eat up their soul energy.

All of a sudden an image came into her air. She knew that the image came from Azazel's head.