Conquering His Cold Heart

60 Enough!

Caspian went and sat down on the bed while still pinching the letter.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that Everard was indeed a werewolf no matter what Zenon had said earlier.

And he began to contemplate all sorts of things. Like how that werewolf was probably smitten by his wife. And how he could have already left a mark on his wife and could come to Sorvando to get her back.

Caspian threw the letter on the floor and let out a heavy breath.

Anastasia silently picked up the letter from the floor and went towards the drawer to keep it safe.

Caspian watched Anastasia treasuring that filthy letter but he kept quiet.

He did not want to question his wife again and make a big fuss out of this without knowing for sure if Everard was a werewolf.

However, he felt like his heart would explode if he didn’t settle this matter right now.

“Anna,” Caspian looked at his wife and called her in a soft voice.

.....

Anastasia turned to look at her husband and calmly asked, “You read the letter. Do you believe me now that he is no more than a friend?”

Caspian adjusted his position on the bed. He refrained from answering her question.

Anastasia frowned and said a bit bitterly, “If you want to read our previous conversations as well then I can write a letter to Orsenia asking them to send Everard’s letters here.”

Caspian felt the bitterness of her voice hitting his heart. He tried to calm her down by saying, “No, Anna, that is not what I want. I am not doubting your intentions here.”

Anastasia wiped the sweat beads from her upper lips and bluntly asked, “Then why do you still look like you don’t fully trust me yet? What do I have to do to make you believe in me?”

Caspian took a deep breath in and restlessly rubbed his chin. And he blurted out what was in his heart, “I agree that I am doubting his intention. You told me yourself... that he wanted to court you and possibly get married to you. And from what I read in that letter, I feel like he still hasn’t given up on you.”

“I don’t know where you got that idea.” The frown lines on Anastasia’s forehead darkened.

She inhaled deeply and asked while showing displeasure towards this nonstop questioning and suspicion from Caspian, “Do you want me to write to Everard and directly ask him his intentions? Is that what you want?”

Caspian got up from the bed and stepped closer to his wife. “No, that’s not it.” He softly kissed her on her lips to calm her anger.

But she pulled away from him and tightly pressed her lips together.

Caspian knew he was overstepping the boundary of his wife’s tolerance level. But he held Anastasia’s hands and he questioned her anyway, “I just want to know if he did anything... anything suspicious to you?”

“Suspicious how?” she glared at him and asked in a monotone.

“Erm... this question might sound out of the place but... here it goes.” Caspian looked at Anastasia with a serious look on his face and asked, “Did he ever bit you or leave some kind of mark on you?”

Anastasia felt a sudden sourness in her heart and her face looked stunned. She could not believe that her husband just asked that.

She was so enraged that she pulled her hands away from him and took several steps back. And she screamed at that distrustful man in front of her, “Did you just question my chastity?”

“No, no! Never!” Caspian closed the gap while panicking a little. He never thought that his wife would interpret his question that way. “I was simply asking if he ever bit you. Or maybe you found some unexplainable marks on you after meeting him.”

Anastasia scoffed in disbelief. It hurt her pride as a woman when her own husband accused her of being involved in indecent acts with another man. It hurt her pride that her husband thought so lowly of her.

She regretted opening up her heart to the vampire who would never get human emotions.

Her heart ached so much that she felt as if she would faint. She wanted to escape from that room and go somewhere to cry.

However, she didn’t want to run away without defending herself. She did nothing wrong and running away without speaking up would only confirm his vile accusations.

So she poured out her rage while also shedding the tears that she couldn’t control, “How is that any different than questioning my purity? I was a Princess. Not some courtesan! And he is a Crown Prince who has a reputation to uphold!”

“Anna... that’s not-”

Anastasia didn’t let her husband speak. She glared at her husband and gritted from between her teeth, “He is not someone who goes around biting a woman... unlike some species that I know.”

Caspian tightened his fists and raised his brows at Anastasia. The apologetic look on his face disappeared and was overtaken by his cold self.

And he asked his wife in a chillingly threatening voice, “Did you just accuse me that I go around biting women? I am a monster. Sure. But I do have my conscience.”

Anastasia scoffed and wiped her tears but they rolled down almost instantly.

She shouted without screening her words and without worrying if her husband would snap her neck, “A monster with a conscience? Ha! Don’t make me laugh. You have such great conscience that you feast on blood and relish the killing. And you accuse your wife of sleeping around with men when she gets a damned letter from a friend.”

“Enough!” Caspian roared like never before. His rage had reached the brim and was spilling over. His eyes looked as if he was looking down at a prey.

Anastasia was shaking with rage and fear. However, she raised her head to match his glare. And she asked in a mocking tone, “What? You want to feast on my blood now that I am a shame to be called your wife?”

“I said enough!” Caspian shouted again while baring his fangs and claws. He looked like a true monster who came straight out of a nightmare.

Anastasia felt light-headed and her heartbeat hammered like never before. And yet, she tore off the shoulder of her gown and displayed her bare shoulder.

She then shouted in anger and disgust, “What are you waiting for? Have at it then. Come on. Suck my blood and get it over with. Isn’t this what you do to all the other humans? Kill them if they speak against you?”

Caspian grabbed Anastasia by her shoulders. He looked down at her while emitting so much rage that she thought he would bite and kill her for real.

Suddenly, Anastasia felt a gust of wind hitting her face. And almost simultaneously, she heard the loud sound of several doors getting slammed.

Anastasia’s legs were barely holding the ground when she was shouting at the ferocious vampire who could easily snap her like a twig.

And when he left the chamber, she immediately tumbled to the ground.

Martha and Holly came running to the room after a while. They were terrified when they saw their Queen lying on the floor, covered in tears and sweat, her hair disheveled, and her clothes torn.

“Your Majesty, are... are you okay?” Martha knelt down beside Anastasia and asked in a panicked whisper.

Anastasia wiped her tears with the back of her palm and whispered an order, “Take me back to my old chamber.”