Prisoner of the Vampire King
TRV 11S. The Real Vampire

Lucciane does not believe in the existence of mythological creatures such as vampires that have become legends in several parts of the world. He only believed, but never really believed in the existence of mythological creatures such as vampires. Given the belief in blood-sucking creatures has existed since ancient times. This belief is like something that has been passed down through generations.

The term vampire itself was popular in the early 18th century after the entry of legends about bloodsucking creatures into Western Europe from the Balkans and Eastern Europe. There are various versions that develop in society regarding the appearance of blood-sucking creatures or vampires. Vampires in the Balkans and Eastern Europe are described as having a human-like appearance, until they take the form of undead. While in Western Europe, the figure of a vampire is described as a creature that looks neat and luxurious.

“Vampires will come out at night to bite humans with their sharp fangs, then suck their blood.”

It was a sentence that ringed in the head of little Lucciane. While still living in Castleton, he often heard Jema— - an old grandmother who sells gingerbread - tell him about the prohibition of children playing outside the house when the sun goes down.

Jema often relates the prohibition to mythological creatures, one of which is a mythological creature called a vampire. Funny thing is, used to be friends of the game Lucciane never denied the story Jema. They will sit in the house when the sun sets.

Perhaps in the past Lucciane is the same as other peers, they did not dare to go out of the house if the sun had set because they were afraid of the Jema story about mythological creatures actually happened. However, now Lucciane is no longer the little girl who lives in Castleton. He will not easily feel afraid just because the story about mitolongi creatures that have not been proven one hundred percent truth.

However, now the conditions are different. Lucciane sees with her own eyes and head if the bloodsucking creature exists. He takes the form of a human being with a perfect appearance, perfectionist appearance and luxury. Like a human being who has a social status. The vampire in front of him is now part of the House of Lords or the British National Council. So do not be surprised if many signs of honor are displayed on his behalf in this house.

“Ahk!”

That same-sounding scream was like an invisible godham that managed to hit Lucciane's consciousness. He has been stuck where he stands. Instead of running away immediately, leave the place to save yourself.

It should be. Lucciane ran away from Luccane the Palace, while the owner of the house was not yet aware of his presence. However, just about to take a step back, the sound of the movement was captured by the owner of the bluish-gray iris. Reflexes, Lucciane again fell silent with a directed look at two figures who now left one figure.

Where's one more figure? That woman? The victim Luccane was sucking his blood? Lucciane also did not know the answer to the question.

He closed his eyes for a moment as he took a step back. If measured by a time meter, Lucciane probably spent only a few seconds closing her eyes. Not for a minute. Where did that woman go?

There was no one beside the owner of that gray iris, except for a pile of ashes that Lucciane had just seen.

Wait, ash? I don't know where the soft, whitish-gray powder came from. Lucciane doesn't know. However, suddenly a crazy opinion swelled in his head.

Don't-don't, that woman ...has been turned into ashes?!

Lucciane immediately smothered her own mouth with both hands. Either true or not. However, he felt that the crazy opinion was really the answer to all the questions that were running around inside his head.

“What are you doing, litte lady?”

Lucciane was unable to respond to the question that must have been thrown for her. He was too shocked, to the point that his legs were so limp and hard to move. “I...” Tongue's cow. To the point that he had trouble answering that question.

“Have you forgotten the rules I made?”

Lucciane shook her head in fear. For God's sake, the aura in this room was completely dominated by the aura of Luccane De Khayat. Cold, flat, and gripping. It was as if oxygen alone was unable to make Lucciane's breathing work properly, so Lucciane's breathing sounded intermittent and even severed on several occasions.

“I only...”

“Infiltrate?” cut Luccane.

“No!” lucciane. As his head jacked up, he was immediately treated to Luccane's handsome face. Error, creepy face Luccane. Right in front of his face.

“About what is the fitting designation for someone who secretly entered without permission?” the heavy voice was heard again. This time Lucciane could even feel her hair goosebumps as the sound sounded so close.

“I only...” Curious, Lucciane continued inwardly. All this happened because of his curiosity.

Curiosity or curiosity must be maintained and maintained. Although curiosity or curiosity is human nature, but not a few problems can arise due to excessive curiosity.

Lucciane so remember quetos Pema Chodron, “let your curiosity outweigh your fear.” Perhaps the quetos best described Lucciane's position, when she dared to break the rules by breaking in. Though he knows if the prohibition is made not without reason, there must be a cause and effect.

“Whatever the reason, you still broke the rules I made.”

The sentence was uttered with great emphasis. Now Lucciane can't even think right, because fear dominates. He was afraid that what happened to the poor woman would soon happen to him.

Lucciane has not been able to avenge Madam Gie and Gwen, and secure possession of La Vie En Rose. But now his life is at stake. Lucciane certainly did not want to die horribly to ashes in the hands of Luccane.

“Now you know.”

Lucciane. He knew that Luccane was a vampire. He could not even believe that there was a real vampire in front of his eyes.

“Next what will you do?” Luccane asked with one of his big hands grabbing behind Lucciane's tiny waist. Circling possessively there, so that the distance between them is getting less and less trimmed. “After seeing what just happened.”

“I ...aku..”.

“Should you suffer the same fate as that woman?”

“No!” answer Lucciane quickly. He did not want to suffer the same fate as the woman. There are problems that he must solve regarding his rights and obligations.

Luccane grinned little. A type of grin that even the interlocutor cannot know. He was quite amused by the expression of the girl who owned the golden red mane. It was fun to see him tremble in fear.

“Then accept another punishment from me, little Lady.”

Lucciane was stunned to hear it. Along with that, one hand of Luccane the other moved towards the back of his head. Their faces looked at each other at such a close distance. They soon held on to that position, as Luccane suddenly ducked. Dropped his slap face carving on the cut between Lucciane's exposed neck and shoulders.

Lucciane certainly gasped. He still remembered how creepy fangs that appeared when Luccane sucked the blood of the woman earlier. Is now Luccane also going to use those fangs to rip his skin and flesh off?

"Please let me go...."

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