Predatory Marriage - chapter-233
Chapter 233 – Difficult Decision (1)
Translator: Atlas / Editor: Regan
She hadnâ€™t thought Blain would release her easily. Leah knew there was
nothing he wouldnâ€™t do. But still, she had never expected him to do
something like this.
Leah was in the villa, and still he had set fire to the surrounding
orchard, knowing it would endanger her.
Ishakan clicked his tongue.
â€œIrritating.â€ Glancing back, he bent and kissed Leah on the forehead.
â€œYou woke up.â€
Her eyes were still a little dazed, and she nodded.
â€œMura,â€ Ishakan said. There was no hint of urgency or alarm in his
voice, and Mura poked her head out from behind Haban, smiling as her eyes
caught Leahâ€™s. The Kurkan woman was as calm as her king.
â€œItâ€™s nothing serious, so donâ€™t worry,â€ Ishakan added as he put
on his robe, and ordered Mura to remain with Leah as he left with Haban.
â€œThe air is not good here,â€ Mura observed as she quickly helped Leah
to change her clothes. â€œWeâ€™d better wait for Ishakan somewhere
Handing Leah a wet handkerchief to cover her nose, they left, but as they
were walking down the corridor, Leah suddenly stopped by the windows.
There were knights approaching, and she could see the Kurkans gathering
in front of the house. Dark smoke from the burning peach trees was
drifting up into the sky, and the flames were spreading, whipped in all
directions by the wind. Soon, it would surround them.
They had to leave this place now.
But no one else seemed anxious about the fire. They werenâ€™t making any
move to escape. As she saw Ishakan moving in front of the Kurkans with
Haban and Genin at his side, Leah knew she couldnâ€™t leave like this.
Without hesitation, Leah turned and headed back, and Mura only hesitated
a moment before she followed.
â€œI suppose itâ€™s understandable,â€ she muttered. â€œShe wouldnâ€™t
escape and leave her husband to the fireâ€¦â€
Together the two women hurried down the stairs, and by the time they
reached the front of the house both sides had moved into position for
battle. Estian knights clad in silver armor were ranged in a line, and
there was no fear in their faces, though the flames were practically
licking at their heels.
Or to be more precise, there was no expression on their faces at all.
Their eyes were unfocused, like toy knights lined up waiting to be moved
into battle. Behind them was Blain on his white horse with a bow on his
back and a sword in his hand, watching the peach orchard burn with
The green leaves and unripe fruits were already ashes. Trees groaned and
fell over as they burned, charred by the flames. The chaos of the scene
seemed to herald an ending.
Blain had set this fire even though Leah was still imprisoned here. His
gaze drifted from the burning trees to the line of Kurkans before him.
They too were ready for battle, their bright eyes reflecting the fire,
pupils dilated. There was no fear in their eyes, only great anticipation.
At the least provocation, they would rush at the Estian knights.
It was Ishakan who spoke first, into a silence that seemed even a single
word might tilt the balance toward violence.
â€œGiven your entrance, it seems you enjoyed my gift last night,â€ he
said, tilting his head to one side.
Blainâ€™s eyes narrowed, glaring at Ishakan until something behind him
caught his attention.
Leah stood in the front door of the house.
As soon as she made eye contact with him, her headache worsened, so
excruciating that she couldnâ€™t even remain upright and was forced to
lean on Mura, dizzy with pain. Ishakan frowned as he followed Blainâ€™s
eyes and saw Leah turning pale.
â€œHow can a filthy savage like you dare to desire the princess?â€ Blain
â€œShould that concern you?â€ Ishakan asked, turning back toward him.
â€œYou are no noble. Arenâ€™t your veins filled with the humble blood of
Blainâ€™s face contorted, and Ishakan smiled as he looked at the other
manâ€™s reddened, enraged eyes.
â€œDo it. This time Iâ€™ll rip your head off.â€
â€œShut up!!!â€ Blain shouted, and motioned toward the knights behind
him. They dragged forth two bound men and threw them before him. Count
Valtein and Minister Laurent.
â€œPrincess!â€ The two men shouted as they saw Leah, and Blain lifted
his sword and stabbed it into Count Valteinâ€™s thigh.