Chapter 148 GRAND LORD VLADYA Your Highness , the healer packed his herbal bag , casting fleeting glances of concern at Vladya .
What is it , Faiwick ? Vladya drank his tea casually , the bitter taste lingering on his tongue .
Your hesitation does not aid me , so you might as well speak plainly .
Forgive me , my lord , but you must bloodfeed .
Truly , you do .
Not the meager portions obtained from mere feeders , but a real feeding from Lady Merrilyn .
With the proper rituals from the Sacred Ways Of Old .
That is a little dramatic , do you not think ? Vladya arched an eyebrow .
No.
It is … The healer ran his hand through his black hair .
You are not taking this seriously , my lord.
Your body is in dire need of bloodfeeding and sexual intimacy .
You cannot keep ignoring them any longer .
Calm yourself , Faiwick .
Setting the glass down with cool indifference , Vladya met the healers gaze .
I know Im on the path to feral .
His eyes went wide .
Y you do ? Of course I do , its my body , is it not ? I feel these things .
I am the one who cannot remember events , feels the urge to go on a killing spree , and awakens in the woods on occasion .
Of course , I know .
Your Highness … Faiwicks lips wobbled .
He looked dangerously close to tears .
Vladya rolled his eyes , pursing his lips .
Please , do not .
The healer swiped at his eyes , attempting to regain composure .
Does the grand king know ? He does not .
Nor will he find out .
Vladya pinned him with a stern gaze .
O of course , you need not worry .
I will not tell him .
No , Vladya was more worried Ottai would .
He sighed , taking the pill on the nightstand .
At least whatever was in the first concoction Faiwick had given him seemed to be working .
Somewhat .
His head felt better .
The headache persisted , but it no longer felt as if someone were practicing drum rolls on his brain .
I will get in contact with the mages again .
We need to purchase herbs and- We will do no such thing .
They do not work , remember ? I purchased them for five hundred years for Daemonikai ? But the Grand King is here with us now .
Yes , and it is not because of them .
I do not want them .
Do not contact the mages .
Vladyas voice was firm , brooking no argument .
Fidgeting uncomfortably , Faiwick shifted from foot to foot .
Some of them are meant to calm our inner creatures , provide peace , reduce madness .
We cannot simply give up , can we ? Vladya bit back a sharp retort , instead rubbing his temple .
Faiwick meant well .
His family had served the grand rulers for generations , and Faiwick himself had been their healer for millennia .
The male had a strong stomach for blood and treatment , but that was where his fortitude ended .
If Vladya snapped at him , the healer would break down and weep .
It had happened many times in the past , and Vladya was not prepared to deal with that now .
Faiwick , Vladya said more gently , I appreciate your dedication .
Truly .
But I do not need the herbs or the mages .
13:00 Wed , Jan Chapter 148 Fatwick nodded , his eyes glistening with unshed tears .
As you wish , Your Highness .
But please , consider the bloodfeeding and the rituals .
They will suppress your bloodlust appetite longe Vladya sighed .
You may go .
I shall summon you when I need you again .
The healer bowed , swung his large herbal bag over his shoulder , and headed for the door .
He paused , looking back .
The herbs will not stop the headaches , my Lord .
At least bloodfeed and take a female to calm those instincts before they become uncontrollable .
Please .
He is like a hellhound with a bone .
Vladya watched him leave .
The room was quieter , the flickering candlelight casting long shadows on the walls .
Blessed silence , just the way he loved it .
But Faiwick was right .
Reluctantly , he rose and the servants attended to his needs , drawing his bath and assisting with his garments , dressing him in one of the white robes .
Vladya made his way to Lord Henrys residence .
Merry was still on bedrest and it had been some time since he last saw her .
He caught her scent before he saw her .
A low growl reverberated in Vladyas throat as the sweetness wafted through the air , capturing his senses .
There Aekeira stood , a slave master berating her .
The warm feeling that had ignited in his cold heart that night in the woods resurfaced , spreading through him .
Have you no sense , you foolish human ? the master barked , his voice sharp as a winter wind .
How dare you sit in a corner resting when there is still so much work to be done !? Aekeira bowed humbly , her voice respectful .
I have completed my morning duties , Master Tyke .
I merely took a moment to- To do what ? he sneered , his eyes raking over her with open contempt .
Have you grown weary ? Are your delicate fingers sore ? There is still so much to be done in the scullery .
The flagons are streaked with grime , the platters still bear the remnants of yesterdays feast .

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Do you expect me to attend to them ? But there are others assigned to- Silence ! Tyke thundered .
Worthless human ! I order you to enter and scrub those dishes until they gleam brighter than a knights armor .
Is that understood ? Aekeira , Vladya called .
She and the slave master jolted , whirling around in surprise .
Vladya crossed his arms over his chest , his gaze fixed on Aekeira , She scanned his body thoroughly , drinking in the sight of him as if checking for injuries .
Her eyes filled with unshed tears as they met his .
Relief visibly washed over her face .
She had noticed your absence .
She was concerned for your well being .
And now , she is relieved to see you unharmed .
Vladyas first instinct was to dismiss the notion .
Impossible ! A human concerned for me ? Preposterous .
But as he gazed into those wide , expressive eyes , he could not deny the sincerity etched on her face .
She cares .
Aekeira really cares .
Why , he had no idea .
But he found himself believing it .
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