The Duke's Passion

Chapter 718  The spring had come

Lilou fell asleep right after their lovemaking session. All she gave Samael was a warning glare with the mischief in his eyes. He behaved, though. He let her sleep in his arms and wiped the sweat from her body. Samael stared at her for an hour or so, smiling and caressing her face from time to time.

"I love you," he whispered, tracing her nose from its bridge to its tip. "Very much."

His eyes softened, unable to take his smile off of his face. He wanted to wake her up just to let her know he loved her more than she could even imagine. However, this time, he wanted to let her rest.

"We'll go home soon, my love." He leaned forward, kissing her forehead. He let his lips on her forehead for a while, sniffing her natural scent hard. "Hang in there."

Samael caressed her spine with the back of his fingers, kissing her head more. After some time, he reluctantly slipped his arm away from under her neck. He held his breath while doing so, afraid she would wake up. Fortunately, she didn't because she was too exhausted from last night and this morning's exercise.

Once he sat on the edge of the bed, Samael fixed the blanket and pulled it up over her shoulders. He smiled, staring at her face for a few minutes. No words could express the joy filling his chest just knowing his wife spent a night with him, screamed his name, and woke up next to her.

It wasn't all about lovemaking, but the simple things that were along with it.

"Rest well, Lilou." He brushed her cheek with his thumb gently before pushing himself out of the bed. Samael directly headed towards the bathroom next to his room, knowing Fabian had already prepared him a warm bath.

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"Should I go to my mother's room and see if she's awake?" Law wondered when minutes had gone by and Lilou hadn't arrived in the dining hall to have breakfast.

"I believed she wouldn't join breakfast." Law looked up when Fabian served him a warm cup of milk. "She's being taken care of. Milk for your fangs."

"Is she sick?" asked Law, seeing the usual smile plastered on Fabian's face.

"No," Fabian replied, and then Tilly chimed in. "Samael beat her up last night."

"What?" Law frowned, a little alarmed at Tilly's remarks. "Did they fight?"

"They did." Fabian nodded, increasing Law's anxiety.

"You shouldn't make the kid nervous." Stefan, who was sitting on the head seat, shook his head. "Lilou and Hell will be fine. You don't need to worry about what kind of fight they had."

Law glanced at his uncle and sighed. "They won't divorce, right?"

"His Grace would rather rot with her six feet under than get separated from her." This time, Rufus, who joined the table and sat two chairs away from Tilly, commented. He looked at Law like the good big brother he was and offered a smile.

"Trust in your parents," Rufus added, only to frown when Tilly spoke.

"Your parents too."

Rufus cast Tilly a look and wanted to argue with her. However, he shut his mouth because there was no point in talking to Tilly. This old soul was someone only Fabian could handle and get along with. Even Samael would give up on her, so Rufus told himself to not take everything Tilly would say to the heart.

"Just don't worry about it." Rufus refocused his attention on Law, sitting across from him. "They will settle their matters on their own. They always had."

Looking back at Rufus, who had been Law's hero and an admirable big brother, Law nodded in understanding. "Alright."

"Mister Fabian, will you bring my mother something to eat?" Law suggested, shifting his attention to Fabian as the latter placed more dishes on the table.

"I'm afraid His Grace would rather do that," replied Fabian to his young master. "But I will prepare dishes for her muscles and to relieve her pain."

"Thank you." Law smiled before sipping from the cup. He scrunched his nose up, looking up at Fabian once again. "Why would you add your blood to it?"

"Because Lady Tilly is too pale and His Grace was too busy last night. He would've decapitated me if I interrupted him."

"Mister Fabian's blood is bitter," Law remarked but had no choice. After all, Law was used to having a drop of Samael's blood or Lilou's in his food and drinks. That was to quench his hunger since they were too young to control their blood thirst. His parents' drops of blood were precious, so a drop from them was enough to practice Law and Sunny's thirst.

Meanwhile, Stefan studied his nephew while the latter still drank his milk. During his time as the king and emperor, he had met newborn vampires that had noble blood in them. Not once in his time had he seen someone crave blood at a young age. If anything, most of them had their fangs around their teen. But then again, now that he thought about it, Claude also had his fangs at a very young age.

"That's… amusing," he murmured, glancing at Tilly. "Is this one of the qualities of the Grimsbanne?"

"Mhm?"

"Having their fangs at a young age?"

"Marsella was born with fangs," Tilly replied without looking back at Stefan.

"Oh…" Stefan rocked his head in understanding, recalling that was the name of Tilly's little sister. He glanced at Law once again and shrugged. For him, the Grimsbannes were truly a different type of vampire. They were unlike pureblooded vampires, and thus, this problem they were in.

Silence slowly filled the dining hall as they enjoyed their breakfast in silence. It was almost peaceful with Tilly barely eating, Law drinking his milk, Rufus eating all the veggies Tilly was passing on his plate, and Fabian pouring them beverages.

But the peace was short-lived when they heard Samael's joyful voice echoing in the dining hall.

"Good morning, everyone!" greeted Samael, catching the attention of everyone around the table. When they looked in his direction, Stefan and Rufus squinted their eyes while Law and Tilly shielded theirs.

Samael was radiating as he strutted his way towards the table.

The only person who wasn't affected by his radiance was Fabian because the latter's eyes were already squinting to begin with.

"The spring had come, I see," Fabian commented, feeling Samael's high energy filling the entire manor.