I basically returned to my old status when I woke up the next day. Mommy Vyvyan had an abundance of mana, and it was very compatible with my body. My mana was derived from her, after all.
I was ready to die the last two days. I struggled with the pain that Id rather be relieved from during the ti. I, in fact, contemplated suicide. Thanks to Mommy Vyvyan, I was able to feel the bliss of being able to breathe and feel normal physically. I really did feel reborn.
I touched my lips. The soothing feeling of sucking Mommy Vyvyan blood yesterday evening was still in my mind just as my first ti with Nier lingered in my mind. The satisfying and soothing bliss was a mory that was hard to forget. Based on my limited knowledge, the Galadriel Tribe was a tribe of dark elves who had completed their evolution. I never thought Id enjoy the feeling of sucking blood.
My rationality told the consequences of sucking blood though said consequences were partially my conjecture. As far as consequences I experienced before, they were never pleasant. I was certain Id grow an addiction to sucking blood. Once I was addicted, Id have to rely on Mommy Vyvyan. Without her by my side, Id have to resort to sucking the blood of others. If we were being hypothetical and say that I t Elizabeth, my girls or my wives. Wouldnt I have to suck their blood at night, then?
Mommy Vyvyan was right. I had no choice but to stay by her side in the future in order to live. There was no way I didnt miss the North. I wanted to return there. My mind was filled the images of my girls sleeping faces as well as Nier and Lucias. I was positive the two of them didnt want to leave, and I was also confident nobody could find Mommy Vyvyan if she refused to let others know where she was.
I wanted to go back, see my family and give my girls a hug. But alas, I couldnt go back. Without Mommy Vyvyan, I couldnt go anywhere. I didnt want to let them see sucking blood, either. You could say I was no longer an ordinary elf or human; I was a blood-sucking dark elf just as ra was
ra was able to resist her urges to suck blood. I wasnt addicted yet; however, I eventually would be, for I couldnt survive without sucking blood. I couldnt let my children see in my bloodthirsty state nor could I endanger Lucia and Nier.
Nier and Lucia mustve thought Vyvyan and I went missing. Actually, that was good to an extent. They could raise our children. I didnt know what would happen to the elves; nevertheless, surely theyd be fine. Elizabeth would have to leave the North in due ti, though, which ant that itd all be on Freya. Freya was my sister in na. Accordingly, nobody would oppose her becoming the next monarch or regent.
I thought my life ended the mont I used magic. My body was a completely wreck. I couldnt haul my broken body back to the North. On a positive note, living with Mommy Vyvyan wasnt catastrophic by any stretch. It was fine for to live in seclusion, where nobody would see in my irreparable state. In my opinion, I accomplished enough important deeds there; it was acceptable for to lead a peaceful life elsewhere for the remainder of my ti.
I got dressed. I tidied up my room before leaving. It was dead silent outside. There was only the warm sunlight in the house. I didnt know what ti it was, but the warm sun put on the verge of tears. Breakfast, which was berries and dew, was placed on the table. I wasnt sure what ti Mommy Vyvyan got out of bed. When I had a few berries, I almost shed tears of bliss.
The villa seed to be the place the Galadriel Tribe spent their annual holiday. There were patrol guards and cleaners here. I didnt know where they were at the ti. Mommy Vyvyan couldve sent them away for all I knew.
Outside the window of the dining hall was the bright sun. I walked into the sunlight and looked down at the flower garden below through the window. I was sure there was sobody often tending to the garden. Mommy Vyvyan was apparently burying sothing in the flower garden. I thought she was tidying up the garden. Elves were fond of flowers; I surmised Mommy Vyvyan was planting sothing in the garden. I went to into the flower garden and saw a big pile of soil that Mommy Vyvyan dug up. On top of it were flowers that had just been planted. The dew from the early morning was still on it. Mommy Vyvyan seed to be slightly frantic. She turned her head and was surprised to see : Son, youre awake already?
Yeah.
How are you feeling? Youve just recovered, so you should still be feeling relative weak, right? Its fine, Son. Go and rest. Theres nothing that you need to do here.
Mommy Vyvyan placed her hand on my chest and gave a sowhat hard push back into the building. I smiled and caught her hand: Its okay, Mommy Vyvyan. Im feeling fine now. You are my Mom, after all. Mom, are you planting flowers now? Ill help you.
No! No! No! No! exclaid Mommy Vyvyan, firmly pressing her hand on mine. Mommy has actually finished planting the flowers. Mommy doesnt need your help. Son, do you not know your own body? Youre relying on Mommys mana to move right now. If you expend too much energy on aningless things, you might revert back to a paralysed state. Mommy cant let you take the risk. Just go on back. Go back and rest, Son.
It was the first ti I saw Mommy Vyvyan so resolute. I felt she was excessively paranoid. Then again, I looked as if I had one foot in the coffin previously and had just recovered. As a consequence, it was comprehendible as to why Mom wouldnt let do that.
I smiled and planned to turn around to leave, I suddenly noticed a trace of what resembled blood on Mommy Vyvyans collar. However, the red blood mark only appeared for a second, as she pushed back inside imdiately after. Mom said, Son, just rest up well. Once Im done washing my hands, Ill pour you a hot cup of tea. We havent had a cosy cup of tea together in a very long ti.
Ah All right
Mommy Vyvyan spun around and returned to the centre of the flower garden, leaving to my own bewildernt.
The trace of blood on Moms collar concerned . Having said that, it seed to be the spot I sucked her blood from yesterday. Perhaps it was where I left the wound, I thought. A sinful feeling lood within when I recalled how I ripped into Mommy Vyyans neck yesterday evening. However, the thought of having her to bite her every evening henceforward was more heartbreaking But then I suddenly realised sothing: couldnt Mommy Vyvyan heal wounds? Was it impossible for her to heal from wounds I inflicted? The answer was beyond my knowledge base. All I could say for sure was that the trace of blood didnt belong to .
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