Lord Reesan

Vente's daughter

Vente was busy in his palace. For the past few days he had been quite troubled by Lord Reesan.

Now he was all satisfied from there, so he was openly giving time to his work.

He was startled when the very big door of his meeting room opened with a crackling sound.

"Oh. Camille, my dear." Seeing his daughter after such a long time, Vente stood up with a shock and spread his arms and said, she came and hugged him smiling.

"You came, Camille. I used to worry about you every moment,” Vente was telling her.

"The purpose for which I went has now been fulfilled, Dad Vente. It was difficult for me to live among the loners. But Precious Blood had died. Prince Robinson's government has been usurped by his people, there is going to be a war between them, the only obstacle to Lord Reesan's power is gone, now I am satisfied." Camille smiled and sat on the soft couch.

She had been among the Loners for years, foiling their every plot against Reesan and thwarting their efforts by knowing their innermost secrets.

Lord Reesan was her passion for whom she was willing to take any risk.

But now, when Robinson had gathered them all together and told them, with bowed shoulders and a defeated tone, that Precious Blood was dead, she had calmed down.

Precious Blood was the only thing that was harmful to Lord Reesan. Now that even that thorn was out of the middle, it was impossible to defeat Lord Reesan.

She was the lovely only daughter of Vente, but she left all the luxury and was living as a common Lunar Vampire in this area only for Lord Reesan.

"OK, I also got a lot of relief from this. Not only was her blood poison for Lord Reesan, but now she herself had come down to enmity. She had come to take away the powers of Lord Reesan with the Benari stone. She wanted to weaken Lord Reesan with the Loners and those traitorous Laura and Benari.” Vente shook his head in disgust.

"I would never let this happen. Good thing she died herself, otherwise I was going to kill her. Even if she had survived, I wouldn't have left her alive." Camille said in a frantic tone, and then Vante smiled.

"You are absolutely crazy for Lord Reesan." Vente shook her head in the negative, and then she began to shrug her shoulders proudly.

"Would you like to rest? I know you haven't slept peacefully in the Loners area for the last several years.” Vente looked at her worriedly.

"No, dad Vente. I would like to meet Lord Rhyssan first. I hope my fatigue will be relieved by seeing them" Camille's soft pink lips had a rose-scented smile at the mention of Lord Reesan.

Vente knew she was longing to meet Lord Reesan. He looked helplessly at his crazy daughter.

"Leave but... First, listen to me, Camille.” Vente said to her with a smile. He had thought that he would tell Camille of Lord Reesan’s constant mercy and soft judgments towards this human girl.

He paused and began to choose his words.

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Lord Reesan sat gravely with a red solution in a glass. The cold silence and darkness spread throughout the room was creating a strange and terrifying atmosphere.

He placed the flask on the table made of very delicate and sophisticated glass and once again put his hand on the heart and wanted to feel the very slow beat.

Eighteen years ago, when this human being entered the world, Lord Reesan's heart, which was beating slowly like it was not moving, was beating strongly.

This was the first time in his thousands of years of life and it was a completely different feeling to him that he was scared for the first time in his life.

He felt that his powers were diminishing. Or was it a disease he was suffering from?

But then it started to happen that making the noise of his heart like this started giving him a sense of life. He liked the pounding of the heartbeats throughout his being.

He forgot the rhythm of his thousands of years of life and now he started to live in noise.

The rapid pulse like the sensation of the first time became normal and then on that day when this person was brought into their world.

Lord Reesan's heartbeats made the same noise.

He had understood for a long time that this beat was connected with the existence of this human being.

This was one of the main reasons for the mercy and soft decisions given to him. Reesan did not want to lose this feeling in his heart. He saved this person from death every time because he knew that if she died, his heart would also become cold and still.

He put his hand on his heart and tried to find the noise.

He wanted to change the coldness of his heart into this warmth.

He was about to remove his hand in despair when his heart trembled and his hand froze more on his heart.

As the coldness of the heart began to melt away, the still heart would make a faint sound of beating, then stop and start again.

Now he was feeling it with uncertainty that the entire wall was startled by a light knock on the door.

"My Lord. The original Vente's daughter has come.” His maid of honor, Teresa, reported in a low voice.

"Camille..." Reesan whispered her name and felt the slow beat in her heart in surprise. Then he smiled.

"I'm coming, Teresa," he replied. No one could ever enter his room.

So he came out dressed in his typical royal attire and draped in a black cloak.

As she waited for him in the lush flowery garden of the mansion, the perfectly blue-eyed and dark-haired Camille, Lord Reesan smiled at her.

"You've come, Camille." She quickly bowed her head at Reesan's smiling voice.

"My Lord. Yes, I have come." Camille bowed her head and answered, he started looking at her head.

She was the princess of the Originals and the most powerful of all the Originals and vampires, possessing the special power to take on the form of anyone.

"The work for which I had gone has been done, so I came, my Lord." She was speaking more, Reesan shook his head.

"Your self-made work. You went of your own accord and came back of your own accord, I didn't need all this.” Reesan replied carelessly, and then she bowed her head further.

Perhaps this heartless man did not know how to accept kindness, nor was he in the habit of appreciating a good deed.

"She is human, Precious Blood. My lord, she is dead. I wanted to tell you this." Camille told him, and looked at the back hidden in the black cloak with longing.

"She had just died in Resani Houge. She had taken charge of the Benari Stone, it was meant to be.” Lord Reesan commented solemnly without any expression, and Camille felt satisfied.

She was scared by Vente's words; she felt that the right which she did not get after years of hard work and loyalty, she got in a few days.

Reesan's attention and compassion, how could a human being take it, but Reesan's carefree smiling voice filled her with peace.