"No, it's just that your movements were too intense just now. Your fangs scraped my tongue… I think it's bleeding." Kenley wiped his tongue with his finger, then extended it to check. Sure enough, there was blood.

  "Ah! I'm so sorry, Master! It's all my fault!" Tia panicked the moment she realized her fangs had injured her master's tongue."Master, does it hurt? I-I-I'll go get some medicine right away!" Her voice was filled with guilt and anxiety.

  Seeing Tia flustered like that, Kenley found it amusing."It's fine, Tia. It's just a small wound. Besides, aren't vampires supposed to love blood? Since it's already flowing, don't let it go to waste. Here, you can drink it."

  "B-But… is that really okay?" Tia was caught completely off guard by Kenley's suggestion. Her face flushed red like an apple.

  "Of course it is." Before she could react, Kenley leaned in and kissed her once more. The taste of blood lingered between them, igniting an unexplainable heat within Tia.

  Their tongues entwined, mingling with the crimson fluid that spread through their mouths. A shiver of excitement ran through Tia—this was exhilarating. She felt that meeting her master was the greatest fortune of her life.

  "I want more…" As their lips parted, Tia's unsatisfied expression sent a spark through Kenley, stirring a certain desire deep within him.

  He pinned her wrists down, and Tia obediently complied. Suddenly, Kenley rose from the bed, his gaze falling upon Tia's fair, porcelain-like skin. That feeling within him only intensified.

  Tia's cheeks were flushed, but her eyes gleamed with longing.

  "Tia…" Kenley whispered her name, but at this critical moment, hesitation flickered in his eyes.

  It wasn't that he was a saint, nor was he restraining himself out of courtesy. He simply wanted to be sure—sure that Tia was ready, sure that she had truly thought this through and wanted to be with him.

  Even though she was his servant, she was not an object, nor a plaything. In Kenley's heart, Tia was a real, living being—not just a lowly undead vampire.

  Tia was shy and dazed, yet her gaze held unwavering certainty. It was as if she were saying, Come, Master. I'm already prepared.

  "Master, I have always been yours. Whatever you wish to do… please do it…" Tia's voice was soft, sultry, laced with an intoxicating allure, as if trying to awaken the primal instincts within Kenley.

  "Tia, I will love you. Always." Kenley's movements were gentle as he leaned in, not rushing, but creating an atmosphere that would make Tia feel comfortable and cherished.

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  "Mmm… Tia understands. Tia… loves you so much too, Master… please… please take me…" Her eyes grew more and more hazy, increasingly seductive.

  "Tia…" Kenley could no longer control himself. He drew closer and closer, until finally—

  …

  However, just outside the room, someone had quietly cracked open the door, witnessing everything unfold before their eyes.

  It was none other than Sylph.

  At this moment, Sylph was utterly flustered, her face burning with embarrassment. She had never expected to stumble upon such an intimate scene!

  She had only been looking for Tia, who wasn't in her room. Worried, she had searched for her, eventually hearing faint noises coming from the master bedroom on the second floor.

  Curious, she had crept toward the door, cautiously pushing it open just enough to peek inside—only to be met with this heated, passionate display.

  Her heart pounded wildly in her chest, an illicit thrill surging through her veins. It was the first time she had ever seen such an act between two people, and it left her utterly breathless.

  Though she was an elf—elegant and refined—she was still an innocent maiden, completely unversed in such matters. This scene, more vivid than anything she had read in books, captivated her completely.

  Driven by both curiosity and the forbidden allure of the moment, she remained hidden outside, silently observing, her rogue-like agility allowing her to stand motionless.

  An inexplicable heat coursed through her body, making her breath quicken. She was merely watching, yet… she could feel something stirring inside her.

  Sylph, what are you doing?! she scolded herself internally. Have you abandoned the pride and grace of the elves? Have you forgotten the teachings of your father and mother?!

  Yet, despite her inner rebukes, her body and eyes betrayed her. She continued to peek through the narrow gap in the door, telling herself over and over: I'm just learning! I'm simply observing! This is nothing more than research material for the future! It's fine! It's fine!

  Perhaps… this was just another ordinary day on the continent of Aude, where comedy and joy, sorrow and passion, love and torment intertwined endlessly.

  ......

  Morning.

  Birds chirped outside, and the wind hummed softly through the trees.

  Kenley slowly opened his groggy eyes, still somewhat dazed from the events of the previous night. His left arm was numb.

  He twitched his eyelid before carefully, oh-so-gently, sliding his arm out from under Tia's body.

  A night of combat truly was exhausting. And this was a vampire. Cold yet tight, far more enticing than a mere human woman.

  That exhilarating sense of interspecies attraction… something no ordinary woman could ever compare to.

  …

  Knock, knock, knock!

  "Wake up!"

  Kenley glanced at the door, his tone irritated."What now? It's early. Can't I get some proper rest?"

  "I'll be leaving after noon today. I wanted to talk to Tia," Sylph called from outside, still knocking.

  Kenley rolled his eyes."How do you even know Tia is in my room?"

  Silence.

  Then—thud! Followed by the sound of something crashing to the floor.

  It was as if someone, too flustered, had accidentally knocked something over in their panic.

  "…What the hell are you doing out there?" Annoyed, Kenley swung open the bedroom door, only to be met with a rather amusing sight—

  Sylph, dressed in a white dress, sat on the floor, her face as red as a tomato. A toppled tray lay beside her, with scattered fruits rolling across the floor and an unidentified liquid spilling onto the ground.

  Unfortunately, Sylph had been splashed with the liquid, causing her dress to become translucent. Worse, from Kenley's angle, he had a clear view of certain… private areas.

  "Ahhh—!!" Sylph shrieked, covering herself in a panic."D-Don't look, you pervert!!"