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The atmosphere is silent with the incident where a girl remembers her younger brother and forgets all the things that happened to him. "Do you know Nark? The aedion? Dante?" William asked.
The girl put on a face did not understand. "Who are you saying? You're friends with another noble's son?"
The little boy's body stiffened as soon as the older brother held onto his shoulder with a puzzled look. Her pretty face did not show her severe pain. A man's hand embraces Ethel's weak body and sits him on the edge of the bed.
"They're my people, Ethel. No need to worry about your sister. And he's Dante, a doctor at my residence." said Nark.
Nark glanced at Dante who was checking the pulse and heartbeat of the girl. "I mean Arsene, it looks like we need to talk about this" Dante said.
The two men leave Ethel's bedroom and leave the girl with Dion and William.
The corridors were deserted and not a single servant was where they spoke. "I think the incident of Miss Galiadne who forgot this memory was caused by a soul absorbed by someone, Your Majesty." said Dante.
"A absorbed soul is able to erase memories? Who is that guy?" said Nark with flaming pupils and clenched hands.
A loud voice sounded as they spoke. Nark was surprised by the foot that ran towards the bedroom of his girl puja. All of them were smashed with the shattered walls.
The wall was shattered with a mysterious person wearing a black robe to cover his entire body. He confronted Dion's sword with his magic. The aura of pressure created from it made Nark quite sweaty.
"Are you Nark? The Vampire King of the century?" A grin was created on his face that was covered.
"Come to the place in the letter. Otherwise, you'll feel what our leader did first." He throws a letter at Nark, then disappears without feeling guilty.
Nark pulled the girl's body and hugged her, wiped her tears and gave her a kiss on her forehead and eyes that were swollen with tears. "It's okay, I'm here to protect you. Nobody dares touch you anymore, I promise." he whispered.
His hand that was on the girl's back let out a red light and disappeared. "Dante, take care of William. Dion, take care of this damage. From now on, Ethel sleeps in my room until the room is over."
The body was carried by Nark to his bedroom, a room that was dark and quiet, spacious and so big to be alone. "For a while you sleep here with me until your room is fixed."
Her red pupils looked at the girl's body which was trembling in fear and looked at her blankly. "Ethel?"
"I.. fear." murmured Ethel.
The entire palace was thrown by the King who was in a state of great anger because of a girl of his tribe who was injured because of his people.
"Y-Your Majesty, it's time for dinner." a servant came to his bedroom in fear that made him not dare to raise his head.
The pressure inside the King's bedroom was so intense that those who entered would not be able to do so at will.
"You guys just eat. I'm not hungry." That cold, cruel voice sounded like hundreds of years ago when they hadn't colonized the human race.
A bandage cloth wrapped around the little neck of the beautiful girl lying down. His red pupils looked at the girl from head to toe, all wounded.
Arms and legs in bandages with the left eye bandaged. "Suckers. I'll kill everyone." he muttered with a clenched hand.
Door knocked. A little boy came with a candle in a container. His bandaged head looked up at Nark's face.
"Can I sleep here, Your Majesty?" With fear he spoke.
How dare this boy ask. Think Nark. His hand raised the little body of the little brother of the girl he loved.
"Sure, you must be worried about your brother. For this time, I'm allowing you to sleep next to your brother."
The boy laid his body in the middle, making the line between Ethel and Nark.
"He'll heal" Nark said.
The man stood facing out the window. Staring at the moon that was about to disappear was swallowed up by the fog. "I promise he'll be healed." she said.
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The fog swallowed the bright atmosphere in the morning. The thick fog blocked some people from his sight.
Something appeared behind the fog, a tall person in a black robe covering his face and body. "Nark, why don't you come?" he asked in a slightly annoyed tone.
The man approached her, with a slightly visible face as the robe was carried away by the wind currents. "Are you betraying your brother now, my dear brother?"
A man with black eyes and red eyes, a beautiful face. "You.. who hurt that human girl?" mummy Nark.
The sister rubbed her hair back with a grin. "Why? You mad?" abugn.
The man approached with a hand that gently rubbed Nark's head with the other hand holding it. "Our sister is already big and on her own path. You used to be so innocent and had to be accompanied." he said.
The fangs were stuck in Nark's neck with Nark's agonizing cries of agony roaring for release. "You.. What are you doing, Niell?" Tears fell from his eyes.
Niell stepped back with a grin, her fingers flicked with a dizzy feeling that struck Nark's head. "Stay obedient to me, my little sister."
His gaze became empty so, his knees supporting his body with falling tears flowing. "Ae..dion.." she said.
"You are still weak to be King, my brother."
Her mane was pulled rough so that those empty eyes were staring at her pretty face. "You're just a container, you were chosen to be the King because you're Isaac's container."
An attack made Niell step back, Dion coming with a sword and a hand that pulled Nark behind him. "You're the elder brother of His Majesty the King, of course I respect you. But since your actions already included treason, then I have no other choice but to execute you here."
Β The sword shone as it flicked. Niell smiled at Dion's rash actions. "traitors? Look at yourself, Constantine."
Dion's forehead shriveled in annoyance, he dashed the iron blade in the opposite direction. Niell backed away with a grin on her face. "Nark, you're my brother aren't you supposed to protect me?" abugn.
Dion's pupils widened as soon as he saw his King protecting his older brother. "Y-his Majesty?"
Nark's red pupils were empty, his body was moving out of his control. "Niell, what kind of jerk are you doing?" Dion.
"This is the first time I've heard you say something rude, Constantine." Keve Niell.
This thick fog prevented Dion from fighting, all his attacks missed Niell due to the fog. His face was hit by an iron blade incision from Nark. "Niell, you're a damned man." said Dion.
"I hear you're strong, try to beat my weak brother." Niell.
The man with a pretty face stood behind Nark with his hands clutching him and whispering. "Kill Constantine for your brother, Nark." whispered Niell.
Nark nodded his head and walked towards Dion without eyes implying life.
The sound of rapid footsteps, the sound of severed breaths and fragrant blood tempted the vampires to look at it.
Ethel ran and hugged Nark who was about to swing the sword. "Miss Galiadne!" Dion.
"Arsene.." whispered Ethel to Nark's ear.
"Go back. You promised me." said Ethel.
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