Blood Princess and the Knight

She may really be a sinful woman-

As Astrid's queen, I don't know how many days have passed.

It was another early morning. Villette opened her sore eyelids from her weak and hazy sleep, raised her body that seemed to be falling apart, lay down, and then got up again.

This is her unique way of exercising. Since her freedom has been restricted, Villette can only use the exercise methods she can think of to prevent herself from becoming a useless person.

Lifting up the heavy chain, lifting it up and putting it down again, which was once easy for her, now seems very difficult for her.

After finishing her morning exercise, she propped up her somewhat weak body and looked at the sunshine outside the window. Villette looked into the distance, not knowing where she was looking. Last night, Astrid, as usual, drank her blood after seeking solace in her arms.

"Sister, sister's taste" recalled yesterday's scene. The silver-haired girl who was as delicate as a doll was like a hungry ferocious beast, clinging to her body, pressing her down on the soft princess bed and constantly asking for it. , pulling her blood out of her body bit by bit, her scarlet-blooded eyes full of obsession and intoxication, as if drinking an addictive nectar.

"Recalling the scene of being forcibly occupied by Astrid these days, Villette pursed her lips slightly, and Yong Hua's sheets were wrinkled by her. Maybe she was unwilling to give in, or maybe she felt great humiliation. , whenever she thinks of this scene, her heart is always unable to calm down for a long time, and her cheeks will have a trace of unconscious rosiness, and even she doesn't know why.

Is it because she feels that her personality has been insulted and abused by vampires? It seems not, she asked herself, she does not seem to value humiliation or not.

So what's the point? Why does her heart beat faster and her face turn red when she thinks of these scenes? Why exactly?

Villette caressed her cheek. She couldn't figure out the reason for the feeling in her heart, and her feelings for Astrid gradually became complicated -

The only thing she could notice was that she didn't seem to reject this feeling. Whenever the pair of wolf fangs pierced her neck and sucked her blood bit by bit, Villette felt that not only was she not humiliated, but she was There is still a hint of expectation

She must be crazy.

Villette looked at her face in the floor-to-ceiling window in disbelief.

Her blond hair was messy, and the nightgown made of luxurious material also looked very messy, but it still couldn't hide the girl's excellent appearance.

Why, why does she feel this way? Could it be that she fell under the spell of a vampire just like those sung in those fabricated chapters?

No, it shouldn't be like that, why? Why?? She is clearly a foot knight, why would she become like this?? Villette tightened her hair knot, her expression full of struggle.

She had already had a premonition when she realized that her emotions were starting to become complicated, but she didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

When she realized that what she was thinking in her heart was not the complexity caused by humiliation, and when night fell every night, and she even looked forward to Astrid's return to bed, Villette became confused.

She began to feel afraid of herself, afraid that one day she would never be able to leave Astrid again, either physically or mentally.

It was obvious that the enemy who had killed her relatives and comrades-in-arms, but in the end he had to be bound to her, and even became inseparable from her body. Is there anything more ridiculous than this?!

"Villette, you are such a bitch." Looking at the disheveled blond girl in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Villette murmured dully. ~The glory of the Shenglun family has been lost because of you, do you know??"

"You are a noble knight, not one of those women who can be frivolous when given money! Why, when did you become so dirty?!" I don't know if you are angry with yourself or who you are angry with. , Villette cursed loudly at herself in the floor-length mirror.

"Your closest relatives, your comrades, and countless of your compatriots died at the hands of that demon king. Why, not only did you not think about revenge, but you became more and more obsessed with this feeling. Are you a masochist? ?"

~I, look down on you!" After saying that, Villette buried her face in her knees, her clothes moistened with tears.

She discovered the abnormality in herself and her body. She wanted to get out of this quagmire and prevent herself from falling deeper into it. However, the more she struggled, the more painful she became.

She gradually discovered that this feeling was not something she could resist. She also discovered that as a human being, her spirit was so fragile and easily destroyed.

Staying alone in this dark palace, no one would say a superfluous word to her except for the servant who delivered the meal. This meant that the only one who could communicate with her was Astrid.

Whenever Astrid would get away from busy official duties, she would talk a lot to Villette when she returned to her bedroom, saying a lot of things to care about her and please her.

Willette dismissed these words at first and sneered at Astrid's hypocrisy. Naturally, there was no response. Astrid was the only one performing a one-man show.

However, Astrid didn't care at all about this, as if to her, she would be satisfied as long as Villette was by her side, and it didn't matter whether she talked to her or not.

After all, people are social animals who are afraid of loneliness, and even Villette is no exception. The longer the days go by and the more taciturn she becomes, the more deeply Villette desires to communicate with others, and the only one who can communicate with her is Ace. Tread

Although he expected that this was a despicable and deliberate act by Astrid, the purpose was to make her completely inseparable from him, but he had no choice but to

Needless to say, this method worked very well, and Astrid's emotions were expressed so well that Villette couldn't help but be moved several times.

Until the end, Willette gradually began to talk to Astrid. Even though they were all sarcastic and irrelevant remarks, Astrid was very satisfied.

"Sister, do you hate me?~" Astrid asked Willett the same question many times.

Isn't this a matter of course? "Villette's answer will always be this sentence. Paired with those cold eyes. ~ Well, sister, if you want, you can seek revenge from me at any time."

Ha, that sounds nice, are you willing to die?"

"I'm reluctant to give up. If Bi Jing dies, I will never see my dear sister Sheng Lun again." Astrid said with a smile. Alas, it was just talk. "

"No, I just think that if it was Sister Shenglun who killed me, I would be completely okay with it." Astrid said with a half-smile.