Chapter 437 - The Ring
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Archdemon Empress Luna
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When the dress rchant held the ruby ring Apollyon had thrown at her, she glanced up at her husband then back to the ring in her fingers before she went down from her stall, wailing her apologies on her knees and begging him not to cut her head off at the Sumr Castle.
The Sumr Faeries paused their daily affairs in favor of watching the spectacle like all creatures do.
From the look on their curious faces, it wasn't every day that they would get to witness sothing like this.
The clothier claid that there was a law in the Sumr Courts that a faerie would be punished if soone saw or suspected her of possessing a signet ring from the Royal Family.
Anything that had the royal crest on it can never be used as paynt, modified or broken into parts in any way or else they would be imprisoned for a death sentence.
The clothier verified Apollyon's identity as a Faerie Aristocrat based on the signet ring he casually tossed at her as paynt and she ntioned all of that in front of all the Sumr Creatures in the marketplace.
Everyone gasped, including her except Apollyon who wore a mask of indifference.
From what Luna could gather from the signet ring, it is worn by people of great wealth and importance as a signature to differentiate them from the rest of the aristocrats for easy recognition.
The clothier said that the faerie symbols engraved around the gold band indicated that Apollyom was the son of Sumr Princess Ourania and the Vampire King Gwythyr.
She even shared that her great-great-grandmother had attended that millennium wedding.
The centre stone also depicted the royal crest of the Sumr Courts.
It was a golden phoenix inside the ruby stone.
Luna peered at Apollyon's countenance and it didn't reveal anything except a clenched jaw and a pursed lips.
She narrowed her eyes at her husband.
It felt like this was the exact reaction he expected of the clothier from that signet ring, scrambling on her knees and begging for forgiveness.
Apollyon wasn't arrogant nor did he punish the lady for her impertinence.
He just stood still as he glanced down at her in shock.
There were no further argunts after that.
All of the Sumr Faeries present in the marketplace placed a palm over their chest and bowed as they paid them respect.
Mouth agape, Luna glanced around in panic when they did that.
She gave Apollyon a fixed stare as if urging him to do sothing to make them stop, Apollyon just gave her a nonchalant shrug.
It was awkward.
"I didn't force them and there was no use stopping them, wife.' She heard Apollyon's thoughts addressing her concerns and she squinted at him. Can he read her mind now? It must be because she was a bit weak. 'Let's wait for them to raise their heads in unison and be done with it.'
Like her, Apollyon also wanted to get this over with!
She will never get used to this special treatnt!
Now, the whole world knew that the son of Empress Ourania—the current King of the Vampire Realm—was here to visit the Sumr Courts instead of their earlier plan to keep it hush-hush.
Apollyon and Luna also desired to familiarize the Sumr Courts beforehand so that they could have an escape plan prepared.
It turned out they have already failed when they promised they wouldn't do the sa mistake again back at the Spring Courts.
After the rchant found out that Apollyon was the Vampire King and a son of a Sumr Princess, she returned the ruby ring in his hands and called her sons from the back of her shop to carry every luxurious garnts from the wooden chests.
The clothier offered to make the necessary adjustnts of her new gowns including undergarnts, nightwear made of silk and lace and other articles of clothing Luna needed right then and there.
The mont Luna tried every fancy garnts the clothier could get her hands on inside her small, yet decent shop, Apollyon wasn't ashad to request for more low-cut bodices and seductive corsets while her body was being asured by three shop attendants.
The clothier promised to finish all of them and deliver them to Vinca Inn at ten in the evening.
The haberdashery near the dress shop they have picked also took Apollyon's asurents for new tunics, cloaks, leather boots and hats for him to wear since they have left all of their belongings in the mountain cabin.
Nobody from both shop owners asked them about the paynt yet and they gave no opening to discuss that and she gave up.
Every ti she brought the topic, the two rchants brushed them off.
The words coming out of these clothiers' mouth were nothing but praise and gratitude for choosing them to be a royal dressmaker which made her eyebrows knitted in confusion.
Everything was escalating quickly!
Luna's gut told her that these rchants would use her husband's na and status to make their business popular to the masses and the nobles.
Now, they were on their way to Vinca Inn.
They walked on the busy roads while she circled her arm around Apollyon's biceps while Princess Sapphire rode her wolf prowling a good distance behind them.
"Husband." Luna tilted her head at him while her husband looked ahead, deep in thought. "Do you think the purchases are necessary when we didn't have the money to pay the rchants yet?"
"I didn't care about the signet ring on my pinkie finger but they wouldn't accept that as paynt," Apollyon replied absently. "The clothier is afraid to die."
Luna's hand dropped to lace her small fingers with his larger digits. "I should find out later if we can exchange the money I brought from the Spring Courts. I don't like to owe debts."
That caught Apollyon's attention since she heard him snort. "That definitely sounds like you, wife. You don't like having debts even to your husband. Is this what you think love is—purely transactional?"
"Husband!" Glaring at him, Luna pinched his skin as she whisper-shouted, "Don't you think it's too early to attack my person so early in the morning?"
Apollyon bent down his head and planted a quick kiss on her cheek, thinking that it would make her ire vanish. "Then, I will attack you at night."
"Hmmph." She pouted even if she felt a flutter of happiness in her chest, daring her to break character, "You're all talk and no action."
"I think you are asking to prove sothing in broad daylight."
"No." Luna exhaled. "Forget about it."
"No." There was amusent in his voice when he squeezed her hand to pull her to the side so that she wouldn't get hit by a stagecoach. "Tell what you want."
"No. I want to ask you sothing else." Luna said grimly and Apollyon's eyes lit up with interest.
"What is it?"
"Even if you didn't show much reaction, I think this was the first ti you figured about the ring."
There was a long pause before Apollyon answered.
Luna thought that maybe it was because they can already see Vinca Inn looming across the wide road.
"It's been given to by my father since I was young." Apollyon began. "He said that it belonged to him but I have no idea that it was from the Sumr Courts."
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