ebookland Chapter 207 It smells so good, can I drink your blood?
Chapter 207 It smells so good, can I drink your blood?
"I... I just wanted to see how my dress was altered," Lin Shuwan said stubbornly.
In the tailor shop, Emily patiently adorned the large skirt with more pearls, following the instructions Lin Shu had left behind the previous evening.
Kailan and Alice each rested on either side of her hands, occasionally offering her a pearl.
Lin Shuwan's eyes were filled with surprise when she saw this scene in the mirror.
She had thought that yesterday's unexpected loss of control would cause Emily to simply throw away the dress she had left behind.
Surprisingly, Emily not only didn't throw it away, but continued to help her revise it.
But at that moment, Kailan suddenly spoke up: "Mother, everyone says that Miss Aurora is a demon in disguise, is that true?"
Emily paused in her work, looked at Kailan, and asked, "What do you think?"
Recalling Lin Shuwan's strange behavior yesterday, Kailan was still shaken. He slumped listlessly onto the table.
"I feel that she suddenly became terrifying yesterday, with red eyes and sharp fangs, just like the demon in Grandma's stories."
Upon hearing Kailan's reply, the light in Lin Shuwan's eyes seemed to dim for a moment, but she quickly pretended to be nonchalant and said to Tronos:
"Since she's already altering my clothes, let's look at something else."
Tronos noticed the disappointment in Lin Shuwan's tone.
Actually, now is the best time to make her give up the idea of getting along with humans.
but……
He had experienced this feeling before.
Those harsh words and fearful eyes still seem so close, yet so distant that I can hardly remember them anymore.
It's probably a sense of isolation from being labeled a heretic.
Or perhaps it's the helplessness and frustration of offering help only to be met with fear and disgust.
Perhaps what's even harder to accept is the defensiveness in the eyes of someone you were once close to.
Tronos, who had originally intended to follow Lin Shuwan's lead in changing the scene, gave up on the idea.
Oh well, she has a long life ahead of her as a vampire, there's no rush.
Looking at Kailan's expression in the mirror, Tronos's voice was reassuring: "Don't worry, perhaps he has other ideas."
"What else could I possibly think?" Lin Shuwan puffed out her cheeks, suppressing her gloomy mood, and said, "If it were me, I would definitely stay far away."
"Not necessarily." Tronos's voice overlapped with the voice of Kailan in the mirror.
"But mother..."
Kailan hesitated again, “'Miss Aurora saved me yesterday, and she has never hurt me. I think even if she is a demon, she is a good demon.'
Alice, who was lying on Emily's other side, also looked up and added in her childish voice, "The prettiest devil!"
Emily put down her needlework and put her arms around Kaylan and Alice on either side, saying, "Mother thinks so too."
As they spoke, Lin Shuwan's eyes slowly brightened again.
Unable to suppress the upward curve of her eyebrows, she corrected them triumphantly and happily, even though they couldn't hear her: "Wrong, it's the most beautiful vampire."
Tronos's smile was evident, and he silently added a thought to himself.
She's also the most vain and money-loving person.
However, looking at Emily's furrowed brow in the mirror, he twitched his index finger slightly and made the image in the mirror disappear before Emily could continue speaking.
The moment the image disappeared, Emily continued, "But promise your mother that if you see Miss Aurora again, you'll run far away, okay?"
"Why, Mother? Don't you also think she's a good devil?" Kalan nestled in Emily's arms and asked, looking up at her.
"But Mother is worried that one day she might not be a good devil anymore, and that she might hurt you."
Emily was terrified at the thought of this happening to her two children.
She bent down and kissed Kailan and Alice on the forehead, her gentle voice filled with determination:
"Kalan, Alice, my children, your mother doesn't want you to suffer even the slightest harm, so promise your mother you will stay far away from her, okay?"
"I know, mother."
"Good~"
……
Of course, Lin Shuwan did not hear any of these subsequent conversations.
She tapped the mirror, just like Tronos had done before, but to no avail. She could only frown and ask, "Why is it gone?"
"It's too far away, that's all I can see," Tronos explained hastily.
Let's not let her hear the rest of what we're saying.
So that the vampire who had just become happy wouldn't have to suffer again.
"Ok."
Lin Shuwan glanced at the mirror with lingering interest and muttered, "Looks like you're not so great a wizard after all, you can only watch for such a short while."
"But apart from Emily's house, there doesn't seem to be much else to see. Oh well."
After Lin Shuwan finished speaking, she wanted to tell him to leave: "You probably don't have anything else to do, right? I'm tired of standing."
“Indeed, I’m a little tired after standing for so long,” Tronos nodded.
Just as Lin Shuwan thought he was about to leave, Tronos asked, "May I invite the beautiful Miss Aurora to sit in my study for a while?"
"Then I'll go in... huh?"
Lin Shuwan was taken aback. Why go to the study? She just wanted to go back to her room and admire (count) the gems in the bag.
Just as I was about to refuse in a tactful tone, Tronos said:
"I remember there are some other jewels in the study. Could you please help me appraise them? As payment, you can choose any of them you like."
Jewelry!
Pick whatever you like!
"Of course," Lin Shuwan said, then changed the subject, "Wait for me a moment."
She quickly ran back to her room, put the cloth bag into the jewelry cabinet, and carefully took off the flower wreath, placing it on the dressing table.
Then he came out, closed the door, and pulled Tronos directly towards the study, urging as he walked, "Hurry up, hurry up, I'll go take a look for you."
Tronos, half a step behind, stared at the hand that Lin Shuwan had taken, and naturally shook it back.
As Lin Shuwan walked ahead, she felt his gentle yet remarkably strong touch and realized that she had casually taken Tronos's hand.
Just as she was about to break free, Tronos's words diverted her attention: "You seem to care a lot about the tailor?"
"Who?" Lin Shuwan was taken aback. "You mean Emily?"
"Hmm." Tronos responded, and before Lin Shuwan could turn to look at him, he casually looked away from his hands.
The strength of their hands was just right, neither too light nor too heavy, yet impossible to break free from.
“She made all my dresses, of course I care about her.” Lin Shuwan’s eyes unconsciously darted around.
“This is different,” Tronos said.
Among the many abilities he absorbed, one allowed him to see the past and future of everyone he met for the first time.
Recalling the woman with the same name he had seen in Lin Shuwan's memory, he suddenly regretted bringing up the topic.
"Okay." Lin Shuwan's mood immediately sank, and she admitted, "It is indeed different."