Vampire Aedes
53. Poor, Aster!

The next day, Aster invited the Prince to walk around the garden Floating Palace. The girl was satisfied after turning the gray Palace into a maroon. He chuckles slowly. "Beautiful, right?"

The Seventh Prince lazily replied, "Hm."

The Prince's plan, he wanted to surprise that the cat that Aster had been looking for was here. I don't know what expression Aster will show. Actually he wanted to surprise the room only, where the room is the safest place. However, he did not want to take the risk of presenting the corpse of a cat.

The prince did not know what the cause was so that the weak creature would instantly separate its life if it went in there. Then, the Seventh Prince's sharp eyes looked at Aster. Long haired girl with a sweet scent. He's definitely not gonna survive without the Prince's bite. Surprisingly, it makes Aster weaker and stronger simultaneously.

Prince Aedes sighed slowly. While the girl in the red dress looked happy to wag her transparent wingtip. The dress came from the Seventh Princess after a grueling game of sisters.

Aster was astonished at the Seventh Princess's attitude which changed drastically during the day. He became calmer and did not utter any threatening words. The girl patted the eel, recalling last night's incident that left a trace of trauma. Ah, maybe .. In fact Aster's mental has long been shaken.

He had even forgotten his own identity. Are you crazy? If there was that question, Aster would answer with a laugh. "Yes!"

After all, this world was no less pathetic. Huh uh? How, pathetic? Suddenly the Aster's head pulsed. The man behind her snapped. He quickly caught Aster's body staggered backwards.

"Be careful."

Aster's cheeks are hot. In the next instant, he was struck by a white cat emerging from the Seventh Prince's shoulders. Almost the girl made her eardrum bleed. An index finger locks Aster's lips.

"Aw! Where did the prince get this cat?" ask Aster with a sick look. The reason is, the claws of the Magical Cat again make Aster's hair messy.

"Gift."

"Gift?"

The Seventh Prince nodded. He could not say that the animal that Aster had been looking for was a gift from the Third Prince of the Flower Palace, besides chickens of course.

Aster frowning. "You can't possibly give me a gift. Just tell me honestly, surely you're the one who hid my cat?"

The Seventh Prince scratched the ear, uneasy. "Deflect your voice."

Aster is increasingly hardening the sound. "Why did you steal my pet?"

"I did hide it, but I didn't steal it. You're accusing me of being reckless again."

Disappointed instantly made Aster flutter. "I-I'm sorry, it's because I don't have positive thoughts about you. The Seventh Prince isn't this kind of person."

"What-like?"

"Ah, I mean, you're the type who is unlikely to give others some sort of gift. If the prize is a man dying in a box or a carnivorous carcass, maybe I'll just believe."

Then, Aster had to regret his words for life. After enjoying the beauty of the gardens of the Floating Palace, he returned to his room greeted by a pile of wooden boxes. His mouth was wide open as the box opened and his knees were limp instantly.

Bruk!

In the eyes of the Seventh Princess, the contents of the box were steak meat with a tantalizing pool of red sauce. Like sardines. Aster swallowing salivary hard.

"Anu, Seventh Princess, can you take her to your own room? It seemed like the Seventh Prince was indeed in the wrong room," Aster asked with a stiff face.

Seeing Aster's pale face, the Seventh Princess was puzzled. However, his fangs were increasingly visible. "Hehe, are you scared?"

"Huh?" Aster hated it the most when the Seventh Princess was already laughing. Really am. This female mosquito must have an idea to scare Aster. "Yeah!"

Tuh, right!

"Pff! Let's shout again, there will be many guests coming." The Seventh Princess even more excitedly thrust a long nail towards the belly of the corpse in the box. The business was pulled out.

No, ah, stop! Aster's lips clenched tightly. He glanced at the white cat tilting its head above the other box. The gaze that asked for help then made the cat move jumped over the face of the Seventh Princess. As a result, the girl was able to escape the wind magic that had been holding Aster's body.

Aster ran as hard as he could down the hallway of the Palace. The hallway that had been dark, slowly became light. Each Aster set foot into the dark place, the candles on the side of the wall will automatically light up.

Instead of being relieved, Aster was even more afraid. Usually the brightest place is a dangerous place. When arriving at the end of the hall, there are two turns, namely left and right. The right side is slightly more luminous than the left side. Therefore, Aster without hesitation chose to turn left.

Bruk!

Suddenly his nose hit something hard. Aster staggered backwards while stroking the nose tip. The girl looked up to see what she hit.

A butterfly? The winged animal crossed the face of Aster. Small wing motifs that feel familiar. How could Aster forget? Although this time the wings of his butterflies were glowing, he still remembered the shape.

Both of Aster's eyebrows are linked. Initially the petite animal was just a single, then appeared about two or four tails that revolved around the male figure. Now Aster can see the figure in front of him clearly.

"Prince Danaus," he murmured softly. Aster's voice sounded alert. Moreover, the Prince's eyes were different from when he first met. Yellow lights.

"Gosh, my God, are you lost, sweetie?" The man smiled as he looked down at Aster, anyone knew that the contents of this man's heart were dirty. His shining face was no longer penetrating

"Jeez, gosh ...," Aster's lead imitated Prince Danaus's line. His mouth was deliberately reddened so that the butterfly demon in front of him was angry. Instantly he forgets the problem of the gift box and instead comes face to face with the real antagonist.

Aster widens its eyes as a herd of butterflies circling Prince Danaus' body falls. They turn into a wriggling animal with their pointed black feathers.

"A-what's—" The girl inched backwards, while the caterpillars moved quickly towards her.

Aster did not know what would happen if his skin came into contact with the caterpillar. Is it a hot itch? Impossible, considering that the butterfly yesterday had sucked Aster's blood, the caterpillar this time must have been more dangerous.

It seems like Prince Danaus is really angry. He greatly enjoyed the fear that was emanating on the girl's face. A small twitch came out of the Prince's mouth. In fact, the color of the iris is getting brighter.

"Are you scared?" ask Prince Danaus. "It's so boring."

Meanwhile, his beloved caterpillars try to stick poisonous feathers into Aster's skin.