381 Guests in the Castle- Part 3

After sharing their vows, Madeline had changed herself into a sunny coloured gown that was not heavy like the wedding gown. She had let down most of her hair, that now cascaded down her back. Taking a towel that was kept folded nearby, she dabbed it against her temples. 

"Congratulations on getting married, my Queen," Madeline turned around to see it was Lilith who entered the powder room. The maids stood outside as if on standby if Madeline would need something, "I thought the wedding would not take place."

Madeline, who had already met Lilith, asked, "Why did you think that?"

"Because of the snow and the possible oncoming blizzard, of course. I heard the soothsayer say that this year would see one of the harshest blizzards anyone has seen," said Lilith while making her way to stand in front of the mirror. "Not to forget, I didn't think the King would take a wife," and she passed a slide glance to Madeline. 

Lilith had followed Madeline here to the powder room to see if Madeline would show any ability. She didn't mind sacrificing this girl even if the girl wasn't a dark angel. 

Madeline sensed the underlying meaning behind Lilith's words. Instead of taking the same path as Lilith, she looked at her reflection in the mirror, running her hand on one side of her hair to say, "You know what people say, when it is right, it is right. A right person can change a lot of things," and she then looked at Lilith with a polite smile, "Because a wrong person cannot do it."

"Don't put too much air around you, my Queen. You never know how poisonous things can turn. You think you are in a higher status now, but there's always someone else higher than you," said Lilith, "It's always good to be careful. And if you ever need any help, you can come to me because I know how things are done when it comes to the King." The subject had deviated to Calhoun. 

"You're too kind to worry about me, Lady Lilith. But I have been told that I am good at what I do. Thank you again and don't be shy to enjoy the food and drinks of our wedding," Madeline offered Lilith a smile before stepping out of the powder room.

Madeline exhaled air out of her lips when she took five steps away from the powder room. She was making her way back to the ballroom where everyone was, when she caught sight of a dark-haired vampire who appeared to be in his thirties, walking next to a young man. The young man was shorter compared to the vampire.

Madeline wasn't familiar with a lot of guests who had shown up today to attend the wedding. Before she could reach the ballroom, she saw the priest step out of the room whom she had met two days ago in the church.

"Congratulations on your marriage, Lady Madeline or must I say, Queen Madeline," wished Reginald with a polite smile on his face. 

"Lady Madeline is just fine." It was strange to hear people address her as the Queen. "Are you leaving already?" she asked to see the man smile. 

"Yes, I believe I must head out of the castle as there are other things that Helena wants me to attend to. I will see you around," and Madeline nodded. 

"Thank you for coming today," she said before walking inside the ballroom. 

Reginald looked at Madeline get inside, and he then turned to look at a man whose eyebrows were dark and raised, below which were a pair of red eyes. But there was something strange about this vampire, thought the priest to himself and it wasn't because of the young man who looked skittishly back and forth as he followed the other vampire who walked in the front. Reginald felt like he knew this person, but at the same time he felt he didn't.

As they were about to pass each other, both Reginald and Vladimir's eyes met each other's for the briefest moment before they walked past each other. Reginald couldn't point where exactly he had seen this vampire as he often remembered people he met. On the other hand, Vladimir's eyes moved to the corner from where Reginald had walked past him.

"Is something the matter, Master?" asked Odin, noticing his Master's attention that had been occupied by the man and had left the bride they were supposed to look at. If his Master agreed, Odin would happily kidnap the bride right away, but it seemed like Master Vladimir had different plans. 

Vladimir couldn't shake the feeling, the way the man had just given him a look right now. imbecile fool, thought Vladimir in his head. If the man had stared at him for a second longer, he would have scooped the man's eyes out. 

"Do you smell that, Odin?" questioned Vladimir lowly, "The scent of my daughter is almost everywhere. Didn't you tell she lived here for many years?"

"Yes, Sire. I heard she lived here before she was…" Odin didn't complete his sentence because Vladimir had turned to him. "Master, if I may ask… Have you planned when we are going to kidnap the bride from here?" whispered Odin as they were reaching the entrance of the ballroom. 

Vladimir looked at the people in the room, "When the full moon appears, then starts the revenge for the tears and blood that was spilt."