The audience stared down at the arena. Xi Evira slowly left it as a tunnel opened up at the edge of its border.
As she walked, a line of blood followed, she limped a little but by the end, she was striding normally.
The tunnel closed. Xi Evira had taken her exit.
On the other hand, Amyris Chryselle stared at where her opponent had once been.
She tilted her head to look upward. There she saw it, a million eyes looking back.
Wiping the tear of blood from her cheek she slowly stood up. Her expression was stoic and nonchalant.
Then the princess did something unexpected. She raised her right hand.
The crowd took a deep breath in then as if a switch had been flipped… the entire stadium burst into cheers.
"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LONG LIVE THE PRINCESSSSSSSS!!!!!"
"MARRRRYY MEEEE PRINCESSS!!!!"
"LONG LIVE THE XI!!!!"
"BEPOLLIS!"
"BEPOLLIS!"
"BEPOLLIS!"
"BEPOLLIS!!"
The entire arena was filled with cheers for the princess. Sure, Xi Evira had defeated Amyris Chryselle… but victory was still hers.
"LONG LIVE THE ROYALLL FAMILY!!!!"
Ullysen Pual's face was unreadable, a small smirk still found its way on his face. He glanced at the black box in the corner to convey as if 'Are you seeing what I am…'
Shaking his head lightly he announced to the Arena.
"XI EVIRA HAS RETIRED BY FORFEITURE! THE VICTOR IS THE ROYAL PRINCESS!! AMYRIS CHRYSELLE RA'DEUS BEPOLLIS!!!!"
More cheers. Everybody stood up. A standing ovation. Amyris stared at them coldly until a warm smile broke her visage.
She raised her hands to the applause, unbowing. Ullysen Pual approached her on the blood-soaked ground as he gifted her a small white flower.
The flower possessed a natural ability to amplify the voice of the speaker to the entire audience.
It's what Ullysen had been using until now.
Amyris glanced at the audience and spoke softly, her voice filled with gratitude and appreciation along with a regal clarity.
"Subjects of Bepollus. May this day be remembered for ages to come. Xi Evira fought brilliantly. This victory belongs to both of us. However, in the end, there's always only one winner."
As the triumph of the princess echoed throughout the Trojan Hall, Vesper stared in the direction that Xi Evira had exited from.
All he could think of was the limp in her icy step. Performance? Or non-performance. His gaze turned back to the princess who was basking in the radiance of the world.
'Hmm…' Vesper was suddenly broken from his thoughts, for a second… for just a teeny tiny second he felt as if Amyris's eyes had fallen upon him.
'Heh… my mind's playing tricks from all the sitting.' He shook his head. 'There's always one winner huh…' Vesper smiled coldly.
The princess was smart. He'd give her that. In just a few moments… the entire audience was ready to kiss her feet.
Especially even after that psychological humiliation. The princess remained unbent and unbroken.
'I have had enough of this…'
Vesper could faintly hear Ullysen announcing the opening ceremony in the background as the arena slowly transformed into a ballroom.
His eyes however were looked elsewhere. He strode through the passing crowds hiding his face… especially now… after the princess's victory.
Now would be the greatest time for someone to pull an ambush on him to get into her favor.
"Vesper Bloodvaine… or wait is it just Vesper now…"
Vesper rolled his eyes as he turned around. 'Speak of the devil…' he quietly thought.
It was as if he had raised a small flag on himself. There they were. Blocking the corridor. In front of him, at least twenty goons were standing.
The fallen noble glanced at the speaker, he raised an eyebrow as he examined the person.
Surprisingly it wasn't a man. Vesper smiled wryly.
"You have a deep voice for a lady."
She smiled back. The woman had pale skin and she was dressed quite beautifully in a simple white tunic robe that showcased her assets perfectly.
Vesper raised an eyebrow. Those were some really nice tits. He wouldn't lie. Perfectly moulded.
'A noble for sure.'
His eyes darted to the badge she wore at her chest that held her entire outfit.
'Cernogratz… huh that's a big fish..'
'Her face though… it's covered by a veil.'
"It's not that deep." She smiled, her voice was a little softer now. "I like to mimic voices, it's a hobby. This one in particular belongs to the last one I assassinated."
Vesper raised an eyebrow,
"So someone hired you to assassinate me..? A Cernogratz shouldn't be meddling in these affairs. You pull too much attention."
The lady laughed, her voice was scarily beautiful. It reverberated across the corridor and when the sound wave reached Vesper…
…there was already a pale knife resting against his Adam's apple.
Vesper didn't move. His expression was still stoic and nonchalant. He simply stared from the corner of his eye at the lady who was behind him holding the knife.
"Is this your way of asking me out for a dance?" The knife deepened into his skin as the lady's posture became more comfortable.
The two were in a bit of an erotic embrace with the lady hugging Vesper almost as if cuddling him, her tits clashing against his back.
The Cernogratz took a small taste of Vesper's blood.
"Vampire Blood. Pureblood. Delicious."
In that moment Vesper froze completely. A chill went up his spine as his eyes turned cold.
Was he already found out???
What the fuck!
The poor boy was appalled!!
"I take it… not a dance I guess??"
The scary melody of the woman's chuckle reverberated again.
"You are adorable. I may consider taking up the offer… but no."
The lady instead pulled Vesper's pants slightly, her hand reaching into his balls as she slid something like paper between that and his dick.
"The duchess did tell me to stay away from you during normal times… but now… I think that may be hard."
She glanced at Vesper dick and her scarily beautiful chuckle sounded again.
"Very hard."
Carresing Vesper's knife wound she rubbed against it and gently pulled the boy for a kiss.
Instantly Vesper's eyes widened as the taste of wild berries filled the tip of his tongue slowly ensnaring every corner of his mouth like a snake.
'Absolutely delicious!!!' Vesper slurped on her tongue as if it were the greatest meal he had ever tasted.
Then suddenly the lady withdrew, Vesper in a frenzy glanced at her only to be dazed by a beautiful shade of violet eyes and a small smile underneath them.
"Let's take it slow. I am going to enjoy making you mine… Vesper… the duchess's dog."
Before Vesper could say anything, the Cernogratz merged into the shadows. Vanished with her goons like they were never present.
"GOD DAMN!!!" Vesper shouted loudly. Every woman up till now had been edging the living hell out of him but this one had carved her initial upon his jugular and left a calling card in his pants.
He glanced at his dick that had stood up straight for some action and he sighed.
"Soon my electric rock star… soon."
His lustful mind considered going toward the ballroom in hopes of finding the Cernogratz but for now, he had a bigger goal.
No, Vesper's goal wasn't the ballroom. His goal was a glass of champagne, wait… a bottle of wine actually… two glasses… and wherever the hell Xi Evira had disappeared.
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A/N: Happy New Year I hope you all enjoying the story up till now. Leave a comment, it will motivate me more. Join my discord too to chat with me or just to share suggestions… ideas… opinions on the story.