Ring… Ring…
The ringing sound of bells made Lith wake up from his unconscious state.
He slowly opened his eyes and right in front of him lay a thousand different types of talismans, in a room well-illuminated by burning oil lamps.
"Good morning, Your Highness The Vampire Prince. I hope you had a wonderful sleep."
As soon as Lith heard this statement, a chill went down his spine and he muttered, "M-m-mom!?"
The sound of heels hitting the ground resounded and right in Lith's vision appeared a beautiful silver-haired lady with amethyst purple eyes, wearing a tight red dress with black stockings.
The lady, who was already really tall and got a few extra inches of height through her heels, looked at Lith with a squinted gaze, as if he had committed some crime.
"Please refrain from using that word, Mr. Vampire Prince."
'Shit.' Lith gulped down his dry saliva, knowing fully well he had fucked up. What did he fuck up, he didn't know, but he surely had!
