Loved By a Vampire King

Cedric had already taken his seat to eat his breakfast when Ayra strode downstairs. She had an odd feeling invisibly around Cedric after they had little argument last night. Her eyes roamed across the big dinning table. Everyone had their breakfast in their respective rooms so they were only she and Cedric present in the dinning table. She naturally sat beside the chair of his but her mind was still bothered with his words.

She pondered for a moment before walking over to take the seat one chair away from him. Cedric held his fork up when he noticed her presence and watched how she distanced herself from him.

Ayra ignored his obvious dissatisfaction in those eyes but decided to keep her attention stuck on the food. Her hand outstretched reaching out for the fresh strawberries which were plucked from the garden for them in the morning. Before she could grab onto it, her chair was suddenly pushed away to another direction.

Confused, she turned her head aside to find the culprit but she was already sitting next to him. Her mouth agaped in disbelief when she saw Cedric chewing his food so naturally as if he had done nothing wrong. Having the power of using his magic here was really his preveilege. She would have shown him the real side of magic if he permitted her powers in the palace.

Ayra stared at him disbelievingly. He savoured the food one by one and passed her the bowl of fruits before offering sweetly,

" Eat now!"

Ayra snorted lowly and went back to have her own food. Cedric's lips formed into a teasing smile before saying,

" It's not good to have early temper in the morning, Princess. Who made you sad?"

Ayra bit on her strawberry before muttering,

" No one!"

Cedric held back a chuckle and decided to leave her alone with food's. He didn't want to make her suffer but at the same time, he enjoyed this chase between them. Ayra glanced around the table before asking curiously,

" Where is sister Jessie? Won't she come down?"

Cedric bit down on his meat and replied with a chuckle,

" Everyone is in bad mood, hmm!"

Ayra blinked at him confusingly but didn't understand what happened between them. Isabella always took care of Jessie which made her thinking that at least she should have paid more attention on Jessie's wellbeing. She called one of the maid to bring Jessie's breakfast on the table. Once it was placed on the table, Ayra stood up leaving her food untouched.

Cedric questioned narrowing his eyes at her when she picked up the tray all by herself,

" Where are you going?"

Ayra passed him a small smile and prepared herself to go upstairs before saying,

" To serve her, breakfast. Sister Isabella often did this, I remember."

Cedric gave her a long disapproving look. His palms crossed together slowly,

" She won't appreciate your kindness, Princess. You don't have to impress anyone to live in this castle. You are mine and no one else has her say on that."

Ayra glared a bit coldly at his words. She retorted carrying the tray up in the air,

" Just because the sky is covered in dark clouds, it doesn't mean that there will be no sun one day. I am not impressing anyone, Your Highness but she needs care to forgive you, not your unrestrained anger."

She bowed at him respectively and strode upstairs quickly. Cedric sighed at her retreating back. She was too kind to decipher someone like Jessie. Her humaliation was beyond someone's imagination.

Coming back to upstairs, Ayra had walked in front of Jessie's room hesitantly. She knocked twice but the response came much later on lazily,

" Come in!"

Entering into the room, she saw Jessie sitting at the edge of bed with a gloomy, thoughtful expression. Once she looked up to see who had come in, she was startled to find Ayra with the tray of breakfast. Her brows raised together questioningly.

Ayra was careful with her words when she placed the food on her bedside,

" I know, you don't like me, Sister Jessie but you didn't come down for breakfast. So I thought of serving you on my own."

Jessie blinked at her for a while. Except Isabella, no one actually cared about her meals ever. The one who cared the most was her mother who was long gone now. Jessie felt a little guilty for being harsh on Ayra previously. She exhaled looking down at her lap,

" I don't dislike you though.. It's just..We are in odd situation when I hate your husband the most."

Ayra didn't want to know the grudges between them. Some scars don't need to be known if it hurts too deep. When she pondered about what was more to say to Jessie, Jessie took a small from the food that she just delivered.

Ayra's eyes lit up surprisingly and a smile came on her lips invoulantarily. It seemed like Jessie didn't hate her so much that she pretended to be. Ayra remembered the conversation that she had with Cedric last night. Thinking about their mother's grave, she thought of asking Jessie for once,

" Sister..Can I ask you something if you only allow.."

Jessie permitted grabbing another piece of fruit,

" Go ahead!"

Ayra nodded before speaking cautiously,

" Can you.. tell me where is your mother's grave? I would like to pay a visit but your brother never revealed that to me."

Jessie stopped munching for a while and looked up at her strangely. She replied with a helpless sigh,

" We aren't allowed to visit her grave and her parents hid it too well. After they refused to tell my father, we stopped looking for it."

Ayra frowned getting curious about the grave more deeply,

" That's really pathetic! You all must be missing her a lot. Is there any chance to know where might be her grave is!"

Jessie appreciated her thoughts. She also wished to visit the grave but in the past, there was no one to push her thoughts well. She pondered before saying mysteriously,

" Actually there is a way."

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