Chapter 53 Strange Zeke
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It was now evening.Ella had gone back to the church, leaving only Evan again. Evan told Ella to visit her every day. Ella asked her to get permission from Zeke. Surprisingly, Ezekiel said he preferred his peace. Evan pouted and went back to her room in disappointment. After saying that, he started regretting why he had said no. He couldn't understand why, just after Evan had passed, someone new was already in his mind after six good years.
Ella sat on one of the chairs reading a boring book about vampires. She needed to gather more information about creatures to know how to fight them properly.
After reading for three good hours, she fell asleep. Duke Ezekiel was leaving his study to go for a walk outside the mansion. As usual, he had already informed the maids to make dinner early. Upon reaching the sitting room, he saw the short-haired girl sleeping in a not-so-ladylike position. Her legs were on top of the sofa while her head was on the floor. He shook his head, walking towards her. He picked her up in his arms and walked back upstairs.
Taking her to her room, he gently placed her on her bed, making sure to tuck her in before leaving.
He didn't want to spend his time kissing her again.Who knows, this time the girl might wake up for real.
Stepping out of the main door of the mansion, he went to the backyard, taking a walk to clear his head. Anna was absorbing his mind bit by bit; meanwhile, Evan had just died and he felt hurt by that. So how come he was still thinking of another person?
He wanted to talk to someone at this point. For the first time in his life, he needed advice. He wanted to go to Simon's mansion, but it wasn't a good time. Thanks to that white witch who had ruined his mood.
Thinking of where else to go, he thought of his mother's younger brother, but that one was a big mouth. Plus, he doesn't love coming to the Donovan's mansion; only Ezekiel visits him, not vice versa.
He shook his head, thinking of what to do. Of course, Lord Raphael was the only choice. He was trying to avoid that man. Lord Raphael is the last person he would talk to about this matter. But at this point, he was left with no choice. His only friend, Simon, wasn't continent at the moment.
Deciding he would go to Lord Raphael's mansion, he walked deeper into the place. For some kind of reason, something stank ahead, like dead meat.
He shook his head.He had warned the maids not to throw away rotten food at the back of the mansion. He walked past the second mansion, going to the backyard of the place. Then he noticed something: the ground looked like it had been dug not too long ago.
His brows furrowed. He knew exactly what that meant. Something was buried underneath.
He could sense it harder,and his curiosity grew stronger. He bent down, picking up a little sand from the ground and perceiving it. He could tell who this blood belonged to. But how? Who killed him? And why was he buried at the back of his house?
Pouring the sand back onto the ground,he walked away.
He took a carriage, and his favorite coachman rode him to Lord Raphael's mansion. The ride took just one hour and thirty minutes.
The gates were guarded by some men in black.After the carriage went inside and stopped away from the mansion, Ezekiel got down without wasting any time, moving straight to the mansion.
“Welcome, Master Ezekiel,” the men guarding the front door greeted. Ezekiel didn't even give a nod. Inside, he found the lord sitting on one of his armchairs, all relaxed, with two humans on his lap as he kissed their necks and sucked their blood.
“I don't have time for this,”were Ezekiel's first words, making Lord Raphael drive the two females away. They both ran out of the sitting room.
“I am busy suffering mentally and you're having fun?”asked Zeke, taking a seat at the other end of the sitting room.
“Wouldn't you do the same?”
“I wouldn't,”he argued. “Lord Raphael, I'm not as bad as you think,” Ezekiel defended himself.
“I hope it's not as bad as I think,”remarked Raphael.
“So, how've you been, my son?” asked Lord Raphael, smiling joyfully.
“Son,huh? It's a good thing I have a father. Actually, I came to seek some advice.”
“Eh?!”Lord Raphael sat up, stunned by Ezekiel's words.
“Can you please say that again?”
“Raphael,you heard me right. This might sound funny, but it's the truth. I think I'm going crazy,” he declared, making the lord laugh out loud.
“Seriously?”
“Lord Raphael,this is no joke.”
“Even calling me'lord'? So unusual.”
Ezekiel had no self-respect for anyone,not even a single person, including the lord of Greenwave Land.
“I am so confused at this moment.My head is a mess,” he confessed, throwing his head backward.
“Hahaha, sorry.” Hearing that word coming out of Lord Raphael's mouth was enough to irritate Ezekiel hard. It was mocking instead of consolation.
“You know you're the worst.I hate you. Actually, that isn't the main reason for my coming.” Lord Raphael lifted a brow.
“What truly brought you here,then?”
“The man you sent to inform me about Evan's death is dead and buried at the back of my mansion,”he informed Lord Raphael.
“What?For real?” Lord Raphael was slightly shocked. It was only because it was Zeke's mansion; otherwise, lots of bad things are happening around the world and this was a hundred percent possible.
“Any idea who did this?” Ezekiel shook his head, indicating he knew nothing.
“Who would dare kill someone in the late lord's mansion?”
“Raphael,are you seriously asking that? Nowadays people have no fear,” remarked Ezekiel.
“Are you going to go after the person?”Lord Raphael asked. Ezekiel isn't someone who waves something off like that.
“If I let the person go freely,they'll still come back and hunt someone else.”
“Exactly,”Lord Raphael agreed.
“So Zeke,do you need help?”
“I don't!Just get me some blood tea so I won't die before my time.”
“Haha,I can't believe you're talking this way, hahaha. Zeke.”