Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

"Your Majesty!" Walker hurriedly got up and saluted.

"Get out," Winston said.

"Yes."

Winston stooped to pick up the wad of paper and unfolded it.

Lan Yan put down the drawing board, stood up, and looked at him with piercing eyes: "What are you doing here? I won't go to the manor. I am a man and woman, but I refuse to be stuffed for me."

"You have no way to refuse what I have decided." Winster approached slowly, his cold black eyes bottomless.He was still wearing an elaborate gown and had apparently left a party suddenly.

"Are you sick?" Lan Yan glared at him. Although she was yelling and clawing on the surface, she was actually shocked and frightened in her heart. He didn't expect that Winster would come back so late, what would he do, revenge on him?

Winston saw through his bluff at a glance. "Put on your clothes," he said.

"I won't go, I said I won't go!" Lan Yan shouted in panic. "I'm going to sleep! Why are you like this! I'm going to sleep, I'm so sleepy, I'm dizzy." He subconsciously acted coquettishly again.

Winston walked towards him, and he jumped straight onto the chair. "Don't come here! Don't come here! If you come here again, I'll hit you! I'll really hit you!"

"Then you go like this."

Winston hugged him, taking all his struggle and resistance into his arms.With one hand, he tore off the off-white gold-woven silk-patterned hairband behind his back and bound his wrists, and hugged him easily.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Lan Yan struggled, angry and frightened, her silver eyes were covered with water, she didn't know whether it was because of anger or fear, the vampire's strength was too great, he was like a mayfly Shaking the tree, there is no way to resist.

He only now knew how easy it was for Winston to pick him up.

The black-haired vampire carried him out of the room steadily, and he opened his mouth and bit his neck.

Walker Carter, who was standing not far from the corridor, was stunned, and then met the cold eyes of the vampire, and quickly lowered his head to bow to salute.

"Go get someone to pack up for him."

"Yes."

Walker didn't dare to raise his head until the vampire and the silver-haired boy disappeared.

He had never seen His Majesty like this, treating a person so rudely, arrogantly, without grace, and without grace.The shock was so great that it offset the fact that he was a vampire but was bitten by a human.

Lan Yan's mouth was sore from biting, and the vampire didn't break the skin, leaving only a puddle of watermarks.

In the middle of the night in early spring, the wind was cold and icy, and it made him feel chilly.

Lan Yan shrinks back, angry and wronged, tears fall one by one.He sobbed a few times, then whimpered and bit him a few more times.

The vampires moved very fast, and in a short while they arrived at the Yocana Manor.

Not far behind the manor house, there is a large pasture, where the Marseilles are held, with terraces and tents set up, and bonfires lit everywhere, which is very lively.It's just that Marseille hasn't started yet, because His Majesty the real king is not here.

When Winster appeared in the crowd with Blue Smoke in his arms, he immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

Someone marveled at the daring of the teenager as he was biting a vampire's neck.Some people were surprised by His Majesty's domineering behavior, because the young man in his arms was obviously tied up by him, and the iron evidence was the silk hairband on his wrist.

Winston sat down in the large velvet chair. For some reason, he was annoyed by the wanton gazes around him. Fortunately, Meg was very discerning, and immediately asked someone to take a long fur cloak, and asked Winston to wear the thin clothes. Wrapped in blue smoke.

Someone recognized Lan Yan, and His Majesty really had an affair with this precious blood slave. I believe there will be many fresh and interesting conversations tomorrow.

The eyes of Dennis David, who was sitting not far from the left, were a little darker. The equally radiant woman sitting next to him was his older sister Jodi David. Both siblings had shiny blond hair and emerald eyes. Sitting together is very seductive.

After Meg obtained Winster's consent, the horse race officially started. The riders were all professional riders in the city, and galloping horses was their skill for food.With an order, more than a dozen horses galloped at high speed, their iron hooves flying and dust flying in a threatening manner. Just after running a few tens of meters away, a rider was thrown off the ground by the crazy horses. Fortunately, he was already running behind. , was not trampled by other horses, nor did he break his neck, but suffered a slight injury, and did not lose his life. Under the sighing eyes of everyone, he was helped down by the servant.

"Lucky for the young man," said Meg, laughing.

Winston looked down at Lan Yan, whose tears were still hanging on his face, and saw that he was also attracted by the game on the court, and said, "He was a few steps slower than the others when he just came out of the gate."

"So, sometimes, bad things can turn into good things." Meg said with a little deep meaning.

Hearing this, Lan Yan glanced at Meg, and Meg smiled at him like an old fox.

Tears were blowing coldly on his face, Lan Yan rubbed his head on Winster's clothes, hum, dirty your clothes, he thought badly.

After several rounds of flat horse racing, the servants came in to tidy up the field and began to erect obstacles to prepare for the next obstacle course.Compared with flat horse racing, obstacle racing is more dangerous and exciting, and of course there are more accidents involving rider casualties.

Lan Yan let out a few breaths, her eyelids drooping.During the rest period, the servants brought a lot of wine and fruit food, such as blueberry pigeon pie, lemon cake, red wine baked snails, creamy clam soup, smoked salmon, etc., there are also freshly roasted lamb The crispy skin of the meat is caramel-colored, exuding bursts of heat and aroma, which makes people move their index fingers.

Lan Yan watched listlessly, but she had no appetite.

"Master Lanyan, would you like something to eat?" Meg asked.

Winster also looked at Lan Yan, who shook her head, stretched out her hand from the plush cloak and shook it. "Untie it," he said.

His wrists were slender, his skin was fair, and was tightly wrapped by his hair band, with red marks already drawn from it.

"Be good," Winston said.

"Untie it." Lan Yan said impatiently. "My hands are numb."

Winston undid it for him, and he immediately clenched his fists to beat him.But Winston's hands were quick and his eyes were quick. His big palm directly held the fist that was trying to make trouble, and his deep eyes that seemed to be full of starlight were watching him calmly like water, with undetectable tenderness brewing.

"Cut." Lan Yan shook off his hand, pushed him, got up and sat next to him, picked up the glass and took a sip. "It's meaningless at all." His skin was white and greasy, his fingers holding the wine glass were long and slender, and there were obvious scars on his thin wrists, plus the red marks from Winster's hairband just now, and he was wrapped in a white cloak Leaning on a red plush chair and drinking, there is a strange elegance and beauty.

"You were serious just now," Winston said.

"That's not what I'm talking about." Lan Yan whispered, her short fluffy hair was a little curly, it had already been messed up on his chest, and a few strands were curled up.

Winston raised his hand and touched his head.

It was almost dawn at the end of Marseilles, the stars faded in the night, and the east was pale. The nobles who had enjoyed the night all went back to their homes, and the disabled left behind had their own servants to take care of them.

Lan Yan couldn't stand it anymore, and he sat crookedly around three or four o'clock. If Winster hadn't supported him, he would have fallen asleep on the floor.

Walker came here last night with his maid, Aliette, packing up Lan Yan's things. The two were waiting in the manor mansion, the room prepared by the housekeeper for Lan Yan, and saw Winster coming with Lan Yan in his arms. Quickly salute each other.

After Winston left, the two tidied up for a while before exiting the room.