THE VAMPIRE; Nark De Melchias
II. So Maybe, I don't accept it
๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ซ๐ฎ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ข๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ง ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐๐ง.
Ethel opened his eyes slowly, the bright rays of the lights dazzling his two beautiful eyes.
His fingers moved in search of something on the bedside table, something cold and big touching his skin.
He was shocked and got out of bed. "Why are you surprised?" Nark grasped a glass of water and was given to the girl who had been proposed to him a while earlier.
The girl was silent for a moment.
He accepted the gift with a trembling hand.
How not? A Vampire King gave him a drink that should have been the duty of a servant.
"Thank you" Ethel said in a small voice.
Not forgetting the incident where he became the source of Nark's food, he became even more afraid.
And again, Nark smiled very widely.
Like a psycopath, he says. "So what's your answer?" Nark asked with both hands propping up his chin.
"Answer..what?" Ethel asked again.
He lost consciousness as soon as Nark sucked too much blood. "About you being my wife, what's your answer?"
The mouth of the Imperial Princess was opened, the water she drank came out by accident.
Nark smiled because of that response. "Shut your mouth, the bed gets wet."
"Sorry," He immediately wiped away the water that had been on his bed and clothes.
"Are you slurring, Your Majesty?"
"No, I mean are you really serious about that?" Ethel corrects his words, fearing that this man he was speaking to killed him on the spot.
But in contrast to Ethel's expectations, Nark smiled gently with a hand that stroked the back of Ethel's hand.
"I'm serious,"
"I'm serious about marrying you, so what's your answer?"
"Your Majesty"
The brown curly man did not continue his sentence, he was stopped at the doorway when he saw the beautiful girl and her king were interlacing hands.
"Constantine." Nark growling low.
Realizing the mistake, Dion bowed respectfully with one hand on his chest. "Excuse me for being this disrespectful, Your Majesty."
The king sighed, stood up and approached his subordinates whom he trusted so much.
"What do you need to do here?"
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"Your Majesty, are you sure you want to marry a human?" Dion asked with a dislike face.
A King who marries a human will produce a defective offspring, half human and half Vampire.
It is a bad or forbidden thing in the world of Vampires, because the offspring resulting from crossbreeding it can cause the extinction of the Vampires.
"Why? Are you afraid my son will be weak? Have you forgotten who I am, Constantine?"
Dion stood before the King with his head bowed and frown furrowed.
"No. Of course I don't forget who you are, but will the nobles agree?"
"What is my life, to the point of having to obtain the approval of the high nobles?"
Nark got up from his throne. He walked up to Dion and put his fingers, which had sharp nails, on Dion's chest.
The white-blossomed man passed through Dion's body and came to a halt in the doorway.
Because of one sentence spoken. "What about the life of Ethel de Galiadne if married to you, Your Majesty?"
The curly-haired man turned around and smiled with the moonlight rays that began to change by the rising sun.
"Are you really marrying her out of love or because of her delicious-scented blood?"
"If Ethel-"
"๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐๐ง๐."
Dion. "Call the girl with Galiadne, not Ethel."
"I'm sorry,"
The man bowed with one hand placed on his left chest. "If Miss Galiadne marries you, it's certain that the nobles start hunting Miss Galiadne."
"The Vampire King's spouse is not a noble human being, but a noble Vampire."
"๐๐๐๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐๐ค๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ข๐ค๐๐ก๐ข ๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฅ ๐๐ฎ๐ค๐๐ง ๐๐ญ๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฌ๐๐ซ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐. ๐๐๐ฉ๐ข ๐ค๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ก๐ง๐ฒ๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐ค๐๐ง๐ค๐ฎ."
The red bead was lit to coincide with the sun rising from the East.
Charging the King's red bead, the body of the curly-haired man was immovable.
"๐๐๐ง ๐ก๐๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ข ๐๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐, ๐ญ๐ข๐๐๐ค ๐๐ค๐๐ง ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ก ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ฃ๐๐๐ข ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ค๐ฎ."
"๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐๐ง ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ."
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๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ง ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ค๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐.
The bright brown long mane was carried away by the cool morning breeze, a girl called the Imperial Star was walking slowly between the red and purple flower gardens planted.
He closed his eyes for a moment to enjoy the cool breeze that brought his beautiful mane flying. "What meda?" The fun ended quickly.
The girl's body turned around with the heart racing faster. "Your Majesty." Ethel saluted like the other nobles saluted his father.
"Your answer,"
That pretty face looks gloomy. Nark continued his stalled words. "What's your answer, Ethel de Galiadne?"
Marrying a fellow human being does not always end happily. What would his life be like to marry a Vampire King? His thinking. "Your Majesty, what about the Queen and your Concubine"
"I haven't been married since I was 28, it's been a long time. Maybe 1098 years ago."
"I'm 1126 years old now." He said while carving a thin smile.
The beautiful girl twisted her fingers with a feeling of uneasiness mixed together with a feeling of doubt. "Are you afraid that if you're with me you'll be hunted by other nobles, because I'm marrying a human?"
"No,"
"I don't think so,"
The wind was blowing so hard that their clothes were constantly carried away by the wind currents. "I don't love you, Your Majesty."
The girl turned to look at Nark with a sad look accompanied by a faint smile. "I'm sorry if my words hurt you, but I want to marry someone who loves Me sincerely and so do I."
Nark grabbed Ethel's two hands and held them to deliver a warm feeling to the small, thin hand. "I love-"
"And one thing is certain" Ethel interjected.
"The man who will be my companion is a human being, a nation with Me." said Ethel, then left Nark speechless.
Seriate...
