Chapter 55

Instead of making me even more thirsty because of the fragrant blood of Zen that was within my reach, my fangs suddenly retracted, and my eyes quickly turned black when I heard what he said.

Why forgive? Will he forgive me? In my old age, I didn't do anything wrong that I should forgive, but he kicked me out and threw hurtful words at me, saying that he wouldn't look for me anymore, let me be a hero, and other things. Then I'm to blame?

"Me? Thirsty? Maybe you're the only one, dear prince. Drink your own blood." I turned away from him as I wiped my neck with my white handkerchief.

"What? Didn't you recognize the woman you were turning away from? What empire do you come from?" I stopped walking, but I couldn't help but grin. This is how Zen spoke to me before, when he didn't know me as a slave to his fangs.

I took a deep breath and faced him. I barely met his eyes and bowed to him gently.

"I apologize, dear prince, for my audacity; if you are thirsty, I