Taming My Vampire Servant - Chapter 207

“Your Highness, why don’t you pat her,” Wolfram suggested.

Levi nodded at him, then turned to the wolf, extending his hands. Seeing this, Ivory lowered her head down so that her Master could reach her head.

“Ivory, you’re so beautiful,” the prince said while stroking her soft fur.

“Thank you, Master,” Ivory responded.

While the Master and Servant were having a moment, Lucius was at the end of the bridge with Diana. He furrowed his brows as he saw his own sister become a true wolf, and he clenched his fists in disappointment.

Diana noticed the grim expression in her son’s face. She told him, “Ivory will always be your sister, and my daughter. Do not worry, she will still recognize us.”

“That’s not what I am worried about, mother,” he answered.

“Then what is it?”

“Ivory is now a true Servant of the prince, which means she’ll be devoid of negative emotions.”

“Isn’t that for the best?” Diana sighed, then stared at her daughter from afar. “That way, she won’t be able to be heartbroken again… Look at how happy she seems to be with her Master.”

Lucius glanced at the wolf Ivory and the prince. They seemed to be happy, yes. But his gut feeling tells him that there was nothing to be relieved about.

How could he be happy to see his own sister lose her previous self? He already missed the silly and stubborn Ivory.

Lucius couldn’t bear the sight any longer. He turned his back, “I’m going to return home.”

“But why? We’re still going to have dinner,” Diana said.

He shook his head. “I do not have an appetite, mother. Apologies,” and he marched straight to the gate.

Lucius ordered his coachman to wait for him on the main road, as he would like to walk around for a while. With more minutes of walking, he arrived at the part of Valios City where the calm sea could be seen. The round moonlight reflected on the sea, and the lights lit up the busy streets and the walls of the dwellings.

Lucius leaned on the railing and stared at the bright moon. He murmured, “Why did things have to be this complicated… Why, Goddess Destinia? Why can’t we all just live in peace?”

He knew that the Goddess wouldn’t respond to him, nevertheless, he didn’t have anyone to talk to about his worries.

A cool breeze suddenly blew on his face, as if it was the Goddess’ response to him.

“Are you comforting me?” he chuckled, “I must be crazy if I’m talking to myself.”

“What are you mumbling about, Lucius?” a voice suddenly spoke behind him.

When Lucius turned around, he was surprised to see a familiar face.

“Preston!” he laughed, “It’s just you. Don’t go surprising me like that.”

Preston chuckled, then stood beside Lucius. His Nymph Servant Mermaine greeted Lucius and stood behind her Master.

General Bronzelain’s younger brother said, “I am more surprised to see you here. What’s the occasion?”

“I just visited the Sanctuary.”

“Really? In my case, I was invited today. I find it weird though, because as far as I know, they wouldn’t let anyone enter easily.”

Lucius raised his brow, “That’s odd, indeed… The truth is, my mother and my sister are inside.”

“Interesting. I haven’t seen them both yet. Why don’t you introduce me to them?”

He shook his head. “I apologize, but I am going home.”

Preston looked at his friend suspiciously, “You do not seem like you’re going home. Something’s weighing on your mind?”

Lucius replied, “A lot of things have been in my mind that I already cannot distinguish what’s wrong and what’s right.”

“That’s why you’re running away instead of facing it?” he uttered, “That’s not the Lucius Goldwine I know.”

His friend was right.

As if everything became clearer in his mind, he looked at his friend with an intense gaze. This was what he needed to hear at that moment of discouragement. If he was in his normal self, he would rather face the problem than to run away from it, however hard it was.

He didn’t expect that knowing his mother’s roots and sister’s true form would affect him deeply. It never crossed his mind that they would be directly involved with the true heir.

Everything was such a mess.

Lucius stretched his arms up high and sighed deeply. He gave a subtle smile, “Thank you for waking me up, Preston.”

“No problem. So, are you going with me inside the Sanctuary?”

The blond young man nodded, and so he, Preston, and Mermaine went to the Sanctuary.

Diana immediately approached her son by the entrance, “Lucius, you’ve returned- Oh, hello,” she smiled at his companion.

Preston smiled back at her. He already knew that she was Lucius’ mother because of her resemblance to him, “Good evening. I am Lucius’ friend, Preston Bronzelain.”

“Bronzelain…? Oh, you were invited by the Prince,” she then led them towards the bridge.

When Mermaine saw Levi approaching them, she gave a wide smile, “You’re the man who gave me the luminous pearl!” she turned to Preston excitedly, “Master, he’s the one I told you about.”

“I see…” he stared at the prince’s calm indigo irises, “It’s nice to finally meet you, Mister…”

“It’s Levian Silverblade. But just call me Levi,” he shook hands with him.

“Silverblade…?” Preston thought hard about it. He heard that surname from his brother when he asked him who the previous royal family was. “A royal?”

“Yes, I am the true heir to the throne. And I would like to seek your assistance.”

Preston raised his brow, “Wait. Why involve me in this? I am an outsider.”

“You are not an outsider. You’re General Bronzelain’s brother,” Prince Levian explained, “Just say I wanted to take a gamble on you.”

“What kind of gamble are you talking about?” the Bronzelain young master asked.

The prince answered, “Whether you would team up with us or not. I gave you one of the luminous pearls, didn’t I?”

Preston, unable to decide immediately, glanced at his friend. Lucius nodded at him.

“If Lucius will be helping you, then I will also be assisting you. Tell me what I can do,” Preston said.

“Let’s talk about our plans for the next few days. Everyone, let’s gather at the dining hall,” Levi instructed, and they all followed him.

The meeting ended at dawn, and Preston and Mermaine went back to their house within the city. While Lucius stood at the Sanctuary’s bridge as he stared blankly at his reflection on the pond, Ivory approached him in her human form.

“Lucius… You seem to be upset,” she muttered as she saw him give a deep sigh.

“I am not upset. I am just not used to seeing you be too close to another man other than your beloved Sigmund.”

Ivory gave him a confused expression, “Beloved… Sigmund? What do you mean?”