Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

"She asked me if Minian has someone I like now." Fuli said happily.

"Who is it?" Minian blushed, holding the bread shyly, and looked at Fu Li.

"How old are you?" Lan Yan poked her arm.

"Nineteen," said Minian.

"It's Janet Baker Percy, asking for her brother," said Foley.

"Her brother?" Minian put down the bread, thinking. "Roy Baker?"

"Yes, she said that Roy is already a qualified blacksmith, and he also opened a blacksmith shop in our town in partnership with his brother." Fuli said with a smile. "He is really young and promising. I remember that he seemed to like you when he was young."

Although the master blacksmiths here work hard, they still make a lot of money, because many metal utensils for daily use are made by them, including armor, various swords and so on.When you become a qualified blacksmith, you can also accept apprentices.

Minian sighed, but her face was full of joy. "There's only him, and I think of him as soon as you mention this."

"It seems that you two are in love with each other." Lan Yan lay on the table, looking at the shy Minian.

"It's just growing up together." Minian said.

Lan Yan poured a glass of rose wine from the jug, and slowly sipped it while holding it in both hands, listening to their whispered conversation.As the night deepened, the fire in the stove was gradually extinguished. After drinking that glass of wine, his cheeks flushed, and his long silver eyelashes fluttered.Then he leaned back in the chair and fell asleep.

Becky, her children, and Toreado seemed to have disappeared completely, perhaps alive because their bodies had not been found.

When Lan Yan was alone, he often thought of them, and he thought that they might also be locked up, as powerful as vampires, and they would also be imprisoned.If this is the case, that group of people may not simply go after Becky, but have other purposes.

It was snowing heavily outside again, and Lan Yan had nowhere to go, so she hid in the library and read all day long. Facts have proved that people are driven by boredom and can do anything, because what he hated most before was reading, sitting and moving He didn't move, just stared at those boring words, what's the meaning.Of course, it is more affected by the environment. After all, he is surrounded by friends, he is rich, and the city life is prosperous. How can he calm down.

Thinking of the spring, the young vampire with golden curly hair was still here to apologize to him shyly but sincerely, but now his life and death are unknown, and his whereabouts are unknown.

There are only him and the little white dog in the library, only the occasional sound of pages being turned quietly.Because he always likes to read on his stomach, the servants here have changed a thicker plush carpet and a few small satin pillows beside Weinstein's desk at some point.

"I'm afraid this matter has nothing to do with Gardner..." The conversation came from outside, the door of the library was pushed open, he looked up, it was Winster and Meg, and he was stunned here one time.

Yes, these days, he rarely saw Winster, and there was no music playing in the castle, and no more banquets were held.

He seemed to have just returned from a long trip, still wearing the coat and gloves he had gone out with, looking dusty.

Lan Yan closed the book, got up from the carpet, and prepared to leave.

"Go to my study." Winster turned and went out, while Meg took a deep look at Lan Yan before leaving, which made him puzzled.

Being flattered by the old man, Lan Yan scolded in her heart expressionlessly, and then got down again.

Minian sent him a stack of lemon cakes and wine. "Go back and look, it's past eight o'clock." She wore a simple gold ring on her left middle finger, and she looked more mature than before.

"Didn't Brian say that you don't have to come back at night?" Lan Yan asked, she was already engaged, and if she became pregnant, she would leave here.

Here, 20 and [-] years old can be regarded as old girls and old girls.She got engaged late.

"Roy has to work in the shop until midnight every day, I might as well come back here." Minian sat cross-legged beside Lan Yan.

"Business is good." Lan Yan took her hand. "I gave you such a thick gold ring."

"Yeah, they all said that his craftsmanship is better than old Evelyn's. Recently, he and his brothers are too busy and are going to take two apprentices." Minian said sweetly.

"Go back first, I'll stay here for a while." Lan Yan said.

Minian had no choice but to get up, but when she was about to leave, she looked at him and hesitated to speak.

"What?" Lan Yan asked.Ever since he gave Minian the gold coin to have her teeth fixed, she has been talking endlessly in front of him.

"Lan Yan, it's been so long since Her Majesty Becky's affairs, don't worry about it anymore." Her burning eyes also showed some unbearable and sadness.

That gaze reminded Lan Yan of that dark rainy night, he avoided her gaze with just one glance, and stopped looking at her. "I see," he said.

Minian lowered her head, turned and left with the tray.

Minion is going too.

Lan Yan hugged the little white dog and rubbed against it, watching the lights dance on the copper lamp holder, the warmth seemed to never last long, but the loneliness was always with him.He curled up vigorously, closed his eyes for a long time, let out a slight sob, then stood up suddenly, picked up the glass of red wine and drank it down.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, can I take you away next time I leave?" He begged in a low voice while hugging the big dog's head of the wolfhound.

The little white dog opened its wet eyes, looked at Lan Yan honestly, and licked his cheek.

"How is it? Would you like to come with me?" He asked again, his cheeks and thin eyelids were all pink.

The little white dog tilted his head ignorantly, and went to bite his chin again.

"Will you come with me? Come with me." He buried his face in the soft white fur of the little white dog's neck. "I can't give you such good living conditions now, but I will definitely not starve you."

The little white dog couldn't speak, but just rubbed against the little master affectionately, and wiped away the tears he shed.

"I'm so lonely," he murmured.He thought of some novels he had read in the past, the protagonist was so awesome when he traveled to the past, why it was so difficult to get to him, and why he didn't have any golden fingers.

In fact, he was more open in front of Winster than in front of other people, probably because only Winster knew where he came from and why he kept wanting to leave.No one would believe those things, but Winston could see through him at a glance.

He thought about it endlessly, and numbered Becky, Minian, Fu Li and others in his heart.

There are some things that you know are meaningless but you will still do them, whether you do them on purpose or unconsciously.

The little white dog looked at the door of the library and whined. The approach of the vampire made it very frightened and uneasy, but Lan Yan had already fallen asleep, and was still clutching its soft fur tightly.

The black-haired vampire had already changed into a black gold-woven robe. His long black hair was tied behind him with a white silk headband. His snow-white skin seemed to glow in the dim light. He half-kneeled in the blue Beside Yan, she looked at him with deep and black eyes without blinking, and finally stretched out her long and slender fingers to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

The little white dog whined again, and the library door was pushed open, and it was Minian.

"Blue..." When she saw Winster, she hurriedly squatted down to salute. "His Majesty."

Winston gently opened the blue smoke and grabbed the little white dog's hand, hugging him up.

Minian kept her head down, and when she saw Winster approaching her, she stretched out her hand and said, "Your Majesty, let me do it."

"No need." Said the black-haired noble vampire.

Minian hurriedly got up and chased it out. In the corridor, the candlelight of the wall lamp was dancing gently, but the direction that the black-haired vampire left was not the small courtyard.

"Your Majesty, he has fallen asleep now, where are you taking him?" Minian was worried about Lan Yan.

But Winston had disappeared.

She hurried back to the small courtyard. Walker slept very early today, and she woke him up directly.

"Walker, Walker! Wake up, Your Majesty has taken Lan Yan away." Minian shouted anxiously.

Walker wakes up instantly, which is his habit, and he always wakes up quickly from lethargy.

"Your Majesty took Lan Yan away?" He scratched his hair. "Your Majesty has hugged Lan Yan many times, right? There's nothing to make a fuss about."

"But Lan Yan fell asleep, he should carry him back to the small courtyard!" Minian said loudly.

Walker looked at her oddly. "What are you suddenly excited about? Your recent mood is very strange, maybe you are pregnant?"

"I'm not excited, it's just that Lan Yan has already fallen asleep, where is His Majesty going if he doesn't bring him back?" Minian argued, she couldn't forget the scene she saw when she entered, His Majesty was kneeling on one knee In front of Lan Yan, although she didn't see the expression on his face, she could feel the weird atmosphere.

Walker lay back on the warm blanket again. "I thought it was a big deal. Lan Yan has annoyed His Majesty so many times. How has His Majesty ever hurt him?"

"I know, but..."

"You said many times before that His Majesty is a good man, so what are you worried about?" Walker said impatiently. "You go to the city with Brian tomorrow and find a medical clinic. You are definitely pregnant. Your mood is very wrong recently."

Minian pursed her lips sadly. "Walker, Lan Yan is Bai Ling." As the servants of Pure White Castle and the people of Viaken, they all believe in and support the true king. If they help Lan Yan escape, it is equivalent to betraying the true king. The oppression of those in power, as well as the awe of those in power, have penetrated into their bones. They have long been accustomed to submissive, unwilling to resist, unable to resist, even if they can't bear it, all they can do is pray.

This is a very real thing. Slavery exists not only in Viaken, but also in Vinmons, and in every corner of this continent.

If Lan Yan can gain His Majesty's favor and protection, it will be his great favor, otherwise, it will be his sorrow, no one can save him.Even if he fled to Vinmons, the territory of the church, without the approval of the real king, the Pope would not grant him an official status, and would send him back to Viaken.If he is lucky enough to hide, he can only become a refugee forever, living in the slums of various cities.

Walker was lying on his side, looking at the white wall with heavy eyes. "Your Majesty will not harm him," he said.I don't know if I'm telling myself or Minian.Their feelings towards Lan Yan are very complicated. "We have all seen how good His Majesty treats him."

Minian stopped talking and just sat down on the chair next to Lan Yan's desk.

The thick dark red double-layer velvet curtains have been pulled open, and through the glass window, you can see that there is heavy snow falling outside. The fire in the fireplace is burning vigorously, and the room is very warm, filled with a faint fragrance of roses. A maid Kneeling on the ground, carefully placing dry logs into the fireplace.

This was Winster's room. Lan Yan looked at the red and black satin bed curtain above his head. Although he had only been here once, he still had a deep memory.What he was wearing was not pajamas, but the same set of clothes from yesterday, already wrinkled from sleeping.

He tried to think back, what happened yesterday, how did he wake up in Winster's room, it was daytime now, where did the sleeping vampire go?

The maid clamped the wooden block with tongs, and when she turned her head, she found that the silver-haired child on Zhenwang's big bed had woken up. "Ah, you're awake, I'm going to call someone over here," she cried, wiping her hands on her apron, and hurried out with the rest of the wood.

"No need." Lan Yan lifted off the soft feather quilt, jumped off the bed, the floor was covered with a thick carpet, he sat down directly, and put on his shoes. "Where's Winster?" he asked.

"Your Majesty? I don't know. You should have breakfast in the restaurant on the second floor." The maid left after speaking.

The restaurant on the second floor?Lan Yan remembered that there were several restaurants on the second floor, and only he knew about them.