There was a hint of sarcasm, but the tone was gentle and smiling.
"What does Your Majesty want me to call you?"
"Think about it yourself."
Morris rubbed her cheek and said, "Then let's take turns calling Her Majesty, Navina, and Sweetie?"
"Why do you insist on calling me Her Majesty? You will be my husband in the future, and we are equals. I allow you to call me by my name in front of me."
"So if I call you Her Majesty, is that the same as what everyone else does?"
"no the same."
"Sweetie, you can think of this as a love affair between us."
Morris was curious about her in the history books. Is the blood queen, who could leave such a strong and colorful mark in the history books of the three human tribes, really as cold and mysterious as described in the books?
When he saw the real her, even though she might feel unhappy on their first meeting, Morris did not deny that he was struck by her at first sight and thought that meeting her was the most pleasant thing that had happened in the past 25 years. The characters in the book became vivid and concrete in front of him.
Even though he and she belong to different camps and races, he still wants to have a connection with her.
Fortunately, everything went well and his blood attracted her.
"All right."
At ten o'clock in the morning, Navina felt sleepy and subconsciously used the blood mist to carry herself. Just as she was halfway up in the air, he held her waist and brought her back, "I'll hold you."
Navina turned her head and rested her face on his shoulder, "Then hug me. I almost forgot about you."
Morris pinched her face and said in a low voice, "You can forget me even when I'm holding you. It seems that I'm not very important in Her Majesty's heart."
Navina leaned over and kissed him, "You are very important. I will always want you to hold me from now on."
Why do I feel like he is just pretending? Never mind, just coax him a bit. His little tricks are just a way to attract the attention of this queen.
"Your Majesty is so kind." Morris smiled and kissed her forehead.
After entering the bedroom, Navina went to take a shower. After washing, she used the blood mist to support herself and plunged into his arms, "Blow your hair."
"Okay." Morris picked her up, let her sit astride his arms and blew her hair.
Navina leaned against his chest, holding a mobile phone in her hand, replying to Grotan's message and signing an electronic contract.
The lifespan of vampires is very long. Except for the few who choose to sleep with Navina, the others pretend to live normal human lives and witness every major technological and social change.
The Albright family is a large family that has grown quite a few members over the past five hundred years.
Before Navina woke up, they had been suppressed by the four earls and their living space was getting smaller and smaller. After Navina woke up and dealt with the four earls, they began to become active.
After sending the message, Navina fell asleep in his arms.
Morris blew her hair dry, put her on the bed, took a shower, changed into pajamas, went to bed, hugged her, kissed the corner of her lips, and held her to sleep.
At night, Navina remembered that when she just woke up, she dragged a weak prince into the thorn bushes. She didn't know if he was dead or not. She didn't want to make her flower field stink.
She pulled Maurice out of the castle.
Morris looked at the roses that opened their own paths and asked, "Do these flowers have their own consciousness?"
Where the thorn bushes were no longer covered, some skulls appeared, both human and animal.
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