Chapter 56: Letting Go

Marcel stared at the picture of Carmilla in a locket. It was the dead of the night and he was about to take his leave before her father's men take him and banish him into a godforsaken place. His cheeks still sting a bit due to the punches and kicks Varsil Karstein's soldiers did on him. He was thoroughly beaten and bruised after their attack yet he did not retaliate even though he wanted to tear them down to shreds. 

He caressed the image of his beloved with his thumb and grieved for their unfortunate love. He feels terribly lonely and despondent to leave her behind and it was worse than the pain he felt before he met her. Truth be told he does not want to abandon her however what sort of life can a blood demon like him provide for a girl like her. She deserves to be pampered among the lavish jewels and silk linens of her expensive family and not be chased down like a fugitive. 

Perhaps leaving her was for the best. He's sure that