The Witch and the Vampire Prince
24 — Smell Sensors
During the two practice rounds of the day, a fierce fight between Ocean and Phyllis was seen at lunchtime and closing. During the break, Ocean looks upset that he has not brought a single vampire. While Phyllis had already brought two vampires that she was chasing in the morning.
Ocean protested to Louis but Louis could not make a decision because the one who brought the two vampires was Phyllis. It didn't matter what was happening inside the forest, which Louis obviously only accepted the results in the courtyard of the house.
Until this day Ocean didn't find vampires because of the urgency all the time. After the closure, Ocean hurriedly left, ahead of his companions. They had guessed that Ocean's mood was not good. The ocean is known to them as the moody wolf.
In the dining room as the vampires bathe, Phyllis and Louis finish their dinner. Merlin is driving Louve home, it seems Merlin will propose to Louve soon. Given the more days their relationship was getting closer and Gill's family loved it.
"Can I guess again?" louis asked, wondering what was going on in the woods. Phyllis nodded as she bit her bacon toast. With a smile, Louis folded his hands in front of his chest.
"Capture two vampires with Ocean," he guessed. Unspecific, Phyllis frowned with her cynical eye glance, dismissing Louis's reply.
"Less accurate," replied Phyllis.
"Then..what?" Louis got up from the chair, approached behind Phyllis and lowered his body to embrace the petite body in his lover. Smelling Phyllis's sweet scent on the nape, kissed her softly. Phyllis goosebumps and throws a slow slap across Louis' cheek.
Louis paused slowly and then peed at Phyllis' cheek before pulling himself up to sit in the chair next to Phyllis. His red Netra looked at the idol, smiling furiously as Phyllis tried to be indifferent.
"Actually I did follow him because my sense of smell was not as sharp as a wolf and he was angry" Phyllis explained as she finished her bread. Louis' head nodded in understanding.
Phyllis immediately tidied the dishes and washed them. While waiting for Phyllis, Louis goes to see his vampire army and gives instructions to rest. There were some of them who were waiting for Merlin's return, the rest were preparing for the bed.
After finishing, Phyllis went upstairs and entered the room. He took off his robe, tidying up a bit of his appearance. Staring at the reflection on the mirror surface, his smile thinned. Although he did not want to be high-hearted, but he admitted that he was quite beautiful. It was as if he saw a mother figure on his face and only realized that his face was similar to Cayenne's mother.
No wonder, a handsome vampire Louis fell in love with him—though Louis was actually attracted to the scent of Phyllis' blood.
"Have you finished admiring your beauty?" Louis came in from the open window. Phyllis grimaced, looked away, and returned to the soft mattress. Louis followed after closing the window tightly.
The couple incubated on the island, pitting the warmth of the body, clutching each other. The weather tonight is colder. What wind hits the cluster of dew to blanket the Cayenne residence.
The vampires had entered the house with Merlin who had just returned home. They lock each door and close the vents, knowing if the ambient temperature is low enough. It was fortunate for Merlin to bring Aunt Gill's knit blanket as a gift for keeping Louve.
"Louis. Can you teach me about the sense of smell?" ask Phyllis in her arms.
"certain. Magic used to be your nose," Louis retorted.
Looking doubtful, Phyllis shook her head slightly. "We try slowly," asked Louis answered Phyllis' nod. At first glance the fear still surrounds the heart, but Phyllis tries to establish herself.
An ordinary human nose with standard olfactory abilities slowly begins to sharpen as the seconds tickle. The smell of blood gushed into the nose, felt piercing to the crown. The two hands that had been holding Louis immediately covered his nose, trying to block the smell that continued to be inhaled.
Although initially painful, but with the help of Louis, Phyllis can filter the sharp aroma in Louis' blood. His embrace tightened, Phyllis stormed the scent of Louis as the prince increasingly let out his fragrant body fragrance. Not as sharp as other vampires. It smells a little sweet, strong but it doesn't hurt.
"Kiss slowly," Louis orders Phyllis to follow.
Every corner of the room smelled of Louis' scent, penetrating to the sidelines of the door and making it to a little lower floor. Vampires who are still awake and able to smell the scent are just silent, holding back.
The scent of the royal vampire was the best scent and blood. Only their partner could taste how delicious the thick red liquid droplets that flowed throughout the body were. Vampires are chosen with the nicks of a couple in a wedding notebook, only they can feel it.
Seconds keep going, minutes reluctantly stop the pace. Phyllis slowly fell asleep in the comfort of Louis' scent in the defender.
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Alice Washington, still in Campbell's kingdom while continuing to rampage is unclear. His neat black mane began to disorganize. Unrelenting screams were sticking out of his ran lips. King Drake scavenged the information to contact Washington's side, but they were deaf. No matter what Alice did, just close her eyes and ears.
Dinner this time did not go well. A long dining table with dozens of empty chairs. A small part of it was occupied by the other sons of King Drake from his first concubine.
Elyssa Campbell and Calista Campbell. The two twin boys with minus morals chuckled as their father was dizzy to hear Alice's harsh sentences being thrown from the next room. The Washington vampire had not stopped screaming for four hours.
"Crazy, yeah. Brother Louis must be punished, nih," Elyssa's hot stove ignited another Calista satire. Their taper ears moved, hearing steps approaching from the dining room door. Their heads turned along with the door opened.
A few bodyguards tied Alice's hands together and took her to sit across from the Campbell twins. Alice grumbled incoherently, nagging at the treatment of those she thought was rude.
"Alice Washington, haven't we agreed to postpone another year?" asked King Drake to open his voice. His hands were massaging the temples, it felt chilly and pained.
"I know, but I can't stand it and intend to shorten the time," Alice replied followed by giggling the twins. Alice turned her head with a sharp look in her red eyeball, trying to silence the mouths of those who were about to express an unwanted opinion.
"Gatel wants to be married, no. A scratch?" calista Whispers. Elyssa nodded, then let out a small laugh as the kind boy Kindergarten planned his mischievous intentions.
Although it did not sound obvious, Alice understood they were laughing at what. But not the two twins who are the center of his attention. Just King Drake.
"Can you call Louis to come home this week? If I can spend this week with her, I'll go back to my kingdom and wait for next year" Alice bargained expectantly.
It's actually an easy condition for King Drake. Just, does Louis want to? King Drake finds it hard to force his favorite son. All his life he did not dare to make Louis do things he did not like except marriage with Alice Washington. King Drake is not willing if his son should be betrothed. For whatever sake, King Drake preferred Louis' own choice. Had it not been for the treaty, King Drake would not have accepted this alliance offer.
Alice was impatient with King Drake's slow thoughts, she got up from the chair. Without the courtesy and manners she had, Alice returned to tantrums. Get out of the dining room with a furious rage, go berserk and beat up the weak guards around.
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