The Princess's Dangerous Vampire Mate-Chapter 144: Avenging her - I

I opened my mouth to say something but then closed it shut immediately. What was I supposed to say?

"You’re. . you are killing me?"

"What?" He spat incredulously, "wha- how did you even come up with that thought?"

I leaned back and shrugged. "You said that this Genevieve would have to die and a new one would come and have to take her place. So I thought you were talking about getting rid of me."

He sighed and looked down for a second before looking back at me and taking my face in his hands. "No My naive, Genevieve. I am not talking about killing you. I am talking about avenging yourself."

"Me?" I repeated and pointed to myself with a finger. I scoffed. "I have nothing right now, Tristan. I do not have a crown over my head. People must think that I am dead because I am neither in Astria nor in Melenmore. My sisters must have not asked about me till now and as for my father, he denounced me as a first thing he could do when problems were faced."

He smirked, "I do not have a Crown over my head yet have you ever seen someone in this place disrespect me?"

I had always notice did but I had never really thought about it. He was always address as sir Tristan which meant that he did have quite a bit of status in this Kingdom.

"Yes." I nodded to him, a bit dazed. I had seen that.

He held my stare, "Exactly. You do not need a Crown on your head to have people respect you."

"What do I do then?" I asked him sincerely. If he had brought me so far and told me so many things that did make sense and I wanted him to lead me for would as well.

"Now comes the second thing that I brought you to the dungeons for," he held out his hand and I placed my hand in his. He stood up and walked back to the prison cell, "which is avenging you." He completed inside step me as soon as he entered the prison cell making me see what was inside it.

I stepped back immediately.

I was out of the cell and Tristan walked out of it with questioning eyes. "what’s wrong?"

"What’s wrong?" I repeated with an innocent expression before the furious one took its place. "How could you put me in a place like that? Do you know what they did to me?"

"I am aware." Came his soft reply.

"Are you?!" I screamed at him! "Because if you did then you would never put me back in a place together with them!" I pointed to the cell. How dare he put me in place with them. How dare you even try to—

"You misunderstand—’

"I misunderstand?" I repeated, "you missunderstand what they did to me! You missunderstand what that took from me—"

"Then kill them."

" . . "

"Go ahead," he said and I look for any kind of expression that would remotely related to joking or mocking, "Kill them Genevieve. Avenger yourself."

When I did not answer he continued, "you thought that you did not have the power to avenge yourself then here I am giving it to you. If you cannot take it yourself then take it from me."

" I. . Kill them?" I repeated in a small whisper. I was afraid to say the word out loud. He wanted me to kill them?

He nodded. "Come with me."

He did not wait for me to get up neither he did he this time hold out his hand for me to take. He simply took hold of it and pulled me towards the prison cell once again making me stand in front of those that I had feared for nights and days.

I stepped back again and almost jumped when I heard the loud voice. Turning around to the source of air I found Kristin locking the door of the cell.

"What are you doing?"

He showed me the key, "I am taking away the option of an immediate escape from you." He stepped closer and took my hand in his before giving me the key.

"But you are giving me the key?" I glanced at it.

"I did." He agreed. "I’m not going to take a video option of escape from you. I am giving you the key as a choice. You either face your face and avenge yourself or you let it go and they live forever."

I looked at the key again.

"I would not hold it against you if you want to leave genevieve. This this is your choice a decision to make."

I closed my eyes as if they hurt. It felt like he was giving up on me. It felt like I was weak enough to not even avenge myself.

I was stronger than this. I still am and perhaps it was the time to show them that I could avenge myself.

I knew when I have glanced around the room first had seen huge knives. I gulped at the very thought of what I was about to do but I needed to do it. They deserved what I was given to them.

I want to wear the knives were but did not hold one. I just kept staring at them.

I heard him sigh and walked closer to him. "If you do not want to do it then I understand but do not force yourself to do so. Remember if you do this today, you might not ever come back to what you were before this."

I scoffed but a sob came out instead making me cup my mouth as I sniffed. He was telling me that I could not come back to what I was previously. Was he even aware of what it felt when someone had taken advantage of you and taken something so precious to destroy yourself?

They had raped me. I was gone already. What more could I lose?