Vampire Aedes
52. Don't imitate my sister

The river water is warm, but when it comes out to the surface of the water then the cold wind will immediately welcome. Aster shivered while hugging his body that was wrapped in thick clothes. He was grateful because there was no fur on the collar.

After getting dressed, Aster rushed towards where the Seventh Prince was. However, his steps came to a halt when he realized that there were two shadows with a long haired man. From a fairly close distance, Aster knew the stature of the alien shadow had long hair like a woman.

Again the sound of laughter was heard, making Aster goosebumps. He was quite afraid when it came to the ghost of the waiter, but the sound of laughter just now reminded him of the Seventh Princess which everyone deserved to fear. He also laughed just like the first time he met. Aster's feet nailed, not daring to go any further.

Should he return to the warm springs? Yeah, come to think of it, you better let them talk for a little while. Slowly his legs retreated and as much as possible did not make a sound.one step, two steps. Suddenly his back hit something.

"Where are you going?" asked the Seventh Prince while draping a black scarf. Ah, now it feels really warm.

Aster turned his head towards the Prince, then turned his head again towards the bamboo tree. Both shadows disappeared. However, the one standing behind him right now was only the Seventh Prince. "I'm gonna wash my feet for a second."

He then lowered his head, glancing at the feet of Aster who walked with shoes complete with socks. The girl's lie was obvious because she lifted her skirt a bit high. "We'll just go back."

Then the Prince raised Aster's body without warning. "Yeah!"

This was the second time he felt being carried forward by the Seventh Prince and still left him shocked. Aster is not used to it. "Sa-I can walk alone."

"Sister!" call someone from above. Aster looked up for a moment. He saw the Seventh Princess floating. "Why rush once? I'm also curious about the face of the girl you chose, so I'd like to meet her for a moment. Hehe, it turns out she's so sweet huh."

Jesus ...! Aster gulps down hard saliva. The Seventh Princess seemed to be in the protection of the moon shining brightly. A sharp glint emerged from his red iris that was no less luminous. The aster directly sat the head.

"Don't I tell you not to touch her?"

"Hehe, whose fault is she sweet like this! I just smell it, but if you don't take good care of it, don't blame your sister for stealing someone else's food." The Seventh Princess blew Aster's ears making the girl shudder. Since when is he this close?

"Ugh," Aster complained uncomfortably. His hand gripped tightly onto the Seventh Prince's collar.

Then, the Seventh Prince secretly used his power to suppress the Princess' body until her back hit the tree trunk. The girl coughed with fresh blood coming out of her mouth.

"Hiks, Brother ... Why would you do this?" asked the Princess while holding the stomach that felt finished being punched. His eyes changed from bright red to dark brown.

The Seventh Prince shook his head to wait for a while to ascertain whether the spirit in the body was now his sister or the Princess. However, hearing that annoying laughter coming out, it was certain that the Seventh Princess wanted to play it again.

Being reluctant to serve the Princess, the Prince took Aster away with the ability of the wind. Their shadows disappeared just like that from the sight of the Seventh Princess. The hundred-year-old spirit inhabiting the body of the teenage girl let out a loud laugh.

On the other hand, Aster felt his entrails churn after the Seventh Prince sent him back to the room. He did not eat as much as he needed until the nauseated mouth only spewed out the wind. But thankfully, if the one spewed out was food, Aster no longer knew the most strategic part of this room that could be used to dispose of such a liquid.

Aster held the edge of the bed with all his might. His face looks pale. "By Pini pin, here's the definition of wind eating."

His head was raised, glancing at every corner of the room. Aster didn't find the culprit who sent him here. Suddenly his face changed significantly. Aster's cheeks became increasingly red as it held back anger.

"How dare, yes! Abis makes people sick even left behind. Basic ban—huekk!" Shit, Aster hates the foreign pressure in his stomach. "Prince bangs—HUEEK!"

Whatisthis? Even the universe forbids him from spying on others.

Prince Aedes was calming his mind in the courtyard of the Palace. He admired the red flowers that grew fresh on this barren land. The small spines on the trunk, the stems of the vines that bind to each other, and the red petals appear soft as the moonlight shines on them. Strange all-round.

The flowers are a reflection of the maker. However, Aster is not at all similar to the 'original' soul he represents. He included other plant cells from which not all representatives could do so.

He said, when a plant made by a soul representative is vandalized by someone else, that representative will feel excruciating pain. Prince Aedes looked far towards the window of his room, where Aster's shadow looked very small. Then he held the flower tightly until his hand was bleeding.

Through the Prince's sharp ears, caught the sound of objects falling from the upper room floor. Aster's shadow is not visible because the girl is holding pain in her heart. He could not scream, crawling slowly to reach the edge of the bed.

"Sa-kit, really. Aawh!" Wait, there can't be a menstrual cycle in this world right?

Prince Aedes heard the subtle movement. He turned his head quickly at the small thorny stalk that was beginning to grow new buds. He frowned because the daisies in front of him re-bloomed.

A re-blooming plant is a testament to the defense of the soul against attacks coming from outside. That is, the Aster type of strength is even stronger when under pressure.

"Meow!" Suddenly a cat clawed at his shoes. His tiny head rubbed the Seventh Prince's feet. Thick white fur, long tail, and small legs that are short but still agile.

"Meow!" He's meowing again. His posture while looking up towards the Seventh Prince looked cute. The Seventh Prince reached out to the adorable animal. In one blink, the white cat was in the grip of the Prince's hand.

The cat looked at him intensely. The Seventh Prince accidentally removed him from the cage. He was still figuring out why Aster called this cat a Magical Cat. And miraculously, a creature as small as this could survive in the Floating Palace region. All residents should have heard the sound of a noisy cat, then they tortured it, tore it apart, skinned it, or even broke its bones to death. However, the white cat was free to roam the Palace grounds with complete limbs.

The Seventh Prince brought his face closer to the neck of the white cat. The man with a sharp nose sniffs the aroma left on the cat's body. The next instant, the Seventh Prince's forehead frowned. Surprisingly, he only found two scents, namely the fragrance belonging to Aster and belonging to the First Prince.