The feeling of losing power was novel. Zephyr's already cold body temperature dropped even lower, as if sensing his discomfort. His wet tongue licked the swollen wound, which instead brought a shiver of lust.
Willie's dress had become disheveled at some point, the wrinkles lifted up, revealing her fair skin with a beautiful pink hue. Conspicuous finger marks were left where she had been pinched, and she trembled slightly involuntarily upon contact, then snuggled even deeper into the man's arms.
His clear red eyes, like water-washed gems, were slightly narrowed. He was so immersed in the pleasure of eating that he forgot to be wary of his surroundings until he was suddenly picked up and turned around, which startled him back to reality.
With his fangs retracted, Vili tried to peek out to see what was happening, but the next second his head was pressed down and buried in a broad, soft chest, his nostrils filled with the scent of another person.
He didn't struggle, because he heard Zephyr call out the name of the person who had come—
"Lesson?"
"Holy crap..."
The red-haired man uttered the same curse as Sydney, then swallowed the words after realizing what he had said and quickly turned away, almost in a disheveled state.
The boy's figure was completely covered, and he couldn't see the face he caught a glimpse of, but that dazzling white was imprinted in his mind as if it were engraved, and he couldn't shake it off.
He never once regretted his superior strength under the cover of darkness, which left him in such a sorry state.
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the black mask lying on the ground. The mysterious veil was covered in dust, and the silver gems adorning its edges shimmered with a faint light.
“Zefiri, I’ve been looking for you everywhere…Sydney told me she saw you here, I didn’t mean to…She didn’t tell me you actually…”
Scarlett explained in a flustered manner, her words rambling out of order. It took her a long time to regain her composure amidst the chaos and barely manage to restore her usual strict manners.
"What I mean is that this was a really pleasant surprise, and I'm so sorry... for interrupting your wonderful moment."
"But in the world of vampires, secrecy is of utmost importance. Perhaps next time you can find a more secluded corner."
While he was still upset, Zephyr was already enjoying the night with his lover. He couldn't help but feel jealous and mean, and said a few words to make amends, but then felt that he was really wrong.
He didn't even get a reply from Zephyr before he couldn't contain himself and fled.
"Never mind, I'll come back to talk to you another time."
"..."
This little corner returned to its usual tranquility. Willie waited for a long time, then asked in a low, muffled voice:
Has he left?
"Um."
Zephyr ran his fingers through the boy's platinum blonde hair, loosened his grip on the boy's waist, and let the boy twist his body and break free from his embrace.
After breathing in the fresh air, Willy finally let out a small breath, his smooth hair slipping through the man's fingers without leaving a trace.
Having confirmed that it was in a safe environment, the kitten shook its fur, completely forgetting its earlier panic, and pouted, complaining:
"What exactly did he come here for? He talked to himself for a while and then ran away."
Do you want him to stay?
Vili's eyes widened as he looked at the person who had spoken.
"How is that possible?"
"Feel sorry."
Zephyr readily apologized, but concealed his true thoughts behind a calm facade.
He could guess why Leisen had come to see him... probably because of the boy in front of him.
With the wedding date fast approaching, the other person still couldn't see her own feelings... Zephyr simply couldn't believe that anyone wouldn't fall in love with the boy after getting to know Vili.
Whether due to some strange force or his own personality, he became confused about his emotions and, after being reminded by himself, found himself in a dilemma.
He couldn't consult anyone else about this, so he had to come to Zephyr again.
Sydney has a rich romantic history, but if she knew about this, she would definitely laugh at Lyson. As for Triss and Diaz's own love lives, they're a complete mess.
As for Morels? Let's not trouble the elderly man.
Zephyr will "properly" fulfill his responsibility as a friend and offer Leisen solutions to his troubles.
—Wouldn't all the problems be solved if he just got a divorce?
However, this persuasion process must be gradual...
With time running out and everything depending on Leisen's decision, even the patient Zeffirri was starting to feel a little anxious.
For a fleeting moment just now... he even had the urge to pretend he hadn't noticed, so that the other person would stay and see clearly who was in his arms.
—He is mine.
A dazzling light was hidden in his languidly squinting eyes, but it shone brightly the moment he looked up.
As the princes said... Zephyr was lazy and unambitious, but that didn't mean he lacked ability; it was just that he lacked desire at that time.
Now, he has found what he wanted.
He will give his all for this.
"I'm going back too."
The hazy music had stopped for who knows how long. Vili straightened his disheveled clothes, picked up the mask from the ground, patted it off, and put it back on his face. Without a moment's hesitation, he turned to leave, completely ignoring Zephyr, who was leaning against the side, looking utterly exhausted and miserable.
The prince's blood was not only delicious, but also contained extremely powerful energy. Vili's "drunkenness" from eating had been sobered up by Scarlett, and now he was left with only an inescapable drowsiness.
He needed to go back to his room and sleep to digest the energy he had gained.
Zephyr could guess his thoughts and didn't raise any objections. A faint smile appeared on his lips as he said goodbye to Vili, but his eyes remained fixed on the departing figure until it disappeared for a long time before he looked away.
Compared to when they first met, the boy seemed much more willful, but also more real and vibrant.
Zephyr would rather see his smile than his tears.
Cunning, smug, and seemingly nonchalant...
They were all his treasures.
his.
As her strength gradually returned, Zephyr propped herself up, looking much the same as usual, but deliberately brushed her loose silver hair to one side, revealing the marks on her neck, and left in a very good mood.
Meanwhile, Willy, who had walked out of the hall before him, had already returned to his bedroom.
With his eyes too heavy to open, and no idea where "Si Yuan" had gone, Willy ripped off his mask and threw it on the table. He changed out of his suit, but as soon as he lay down in the coffin, he lost consciousness and was completely unaware of what had happened.
The drowsy sleep was sweet, but this tumultuous dream was destined to bring him no peace. In his hazy state, he heard loud knocking and shouting, each word clearer than the last.
"Your Highness, Your Highness!"
"Please wake up!"
"I must inform you that His Highness Lysen has been wounded in battle!"
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