The Vampire King's Storage Waiter

Chapter 22. I'm Ready to Be a Tumbler

“Is this vampire king telling the truth, or a professional actor until his goal is met?” inner Floretta.

“Already, do not think too heavy. I will make you a warm soup to eat,” Alden said as he moved from the side of his wife, who was lying on the bed.

Spontaneous Floretta grabbed the husband's hand and held it tightly. “Why do you bother giving me a wedding gift, if we get divorced later?” ask Floretta in a loud voice.

“Then what about your words in front of everyone, who already said I'm the queen candidate here?” keep Floretta on again.

“From the beginning my intention to marry you was not to hurt you. I want to give you a decent life, even if we divorce later,” Alden replied in a flat tone. But the tip of his eyebrows looks slightly down, like showing a sad expression.

“Then about the future queen, again I can't force you to follow my will. You can choose your own way of life. And if you want to return, I will gladly accept you,” continued the king.

Floretta let go of his hand slowly. Her chest rippled to hear the husband's words. His heart that had originally felt hatred for Alden, slowly turned into guilt.

"Ah, why am I so innocent, anyway? The king already has a fiancee. If I leave the palace, she'll marry that woman."

Floretta was again unknowingly jealous of the king's fiancee, whom she had never seen before.

"But even if you leave here, I still don't intend to marry the fiancee chosen by the board members for me" Alden said.

"Ohokay!" Floretta suddenly choked on hearing the king's words just now. "Can he read my mind?" thought Floretta was curious.

"But if I may hope, you will stay here beside me" Alden said softly. Both of his eyes looked soft and clear.

“Why are you so good to me, Al? Is it true we've met before?” ask Floretta.

“Yes, we've met and been good friends. We had one school first,” Alden replied.

“One school? Where possible! As I remember never had a handsome friend like you in school first,” denied Floretta.

A smile on Alden's face. “I'm handsome?” he said while holding back laughter.

“Ah, that ..” Floretta clenched her lips tightly, when she realized her sentence just now. “That's not the focus, Al. But I really don't have a friend named Alden Black,” Floretta continued.

“You are my underclassman, who always helps me when bullied. A few months later, you moved to school. This stupid me kept looking for you, not knowing you had changed your name to Floretta Green,”.

“Eh? Did ya? Who would dare bully this would-be vampire king?” floretta almost laughed when she heard it. But then he held it back because he still wanted to breathe until tomorrow.

“Ngak, coke. I feel sorry for the person who bullied you. They must be mentally affected, if they know who they are bullying,” Floretta said without being able to hide the gel.

It was strange to hear that such a terrifying vampire king had been bullied.

“I think so too. If I had found them, I would have torn his body,” Alden said furiously.

“Duh, that sounds cruel,” reply Floretta feigned fear.

“Ah, stop. Don't think about it anymore. I was just kidding, really. You better eat it. It's almost midnight. I'll go to the kitchen for a while and make some soup for you,” Alden said.

Grep's! Floretta pulled the end of Alden's shirt to ban the man from leaving.

“You are apparently a hobby of pulling shirts from the back, yes?” said Alden. “What else? You don't want to eat soup? Want to masakin what?” asked the man with a very sweet face.

This is what makes Floretta difficult to turn away from Alden. The man's always pampering attitude, and his near-perfect face made Floretta feel at ease.

“I'm ready to die in your hands, Your Majesty. Provided you give the best show for me last time,” Floretta said in a trembling voice.

“Embration? What do you mean?” Alden turned his body, then sat down next to Floretta.

“You have given me happiness, and feel affection even if only for a moment. Instead I am willing to become your victim and give up my blood for the next day,” is obviously the woman who has the status of the future queen.

“I still do not understand you mean, Floretta,” reply Alden with frowns getting wrinkled.

“Didn't you forbid me to come out and meet anyone until H day? Especially if not for an offering? Isn't your birthday eleven days away? And at that time the palace will distribute human blood for free, right?”

“So that's why you escaped from the palace?” ask Alden. Floretta nodded.

“Sorry I made you misunderstand, Flo. But I never wanted to make you a mash,” Alden said in a very low tone.

“Terus why? What do you mean by big plans on that H day?” Floretta urged Alden to open the sound.

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