Ivy listened to the sound outside, and when it was clear that no one was there, she went out.
The corpses of the servant and the coachman lay near the carriage, and Ivy shivered, covering her eyes. When she was about to turn away, she felt a burning sensation in her hand, then realized she was directly in the sun. Ivy looked down, the bloody umbrella was in the hand of a maid. Ivy looked at the maid's head that had rolled off into the distance, she shivered, bent down to take her parachute and jumped away.
"Your Highness Princess?"
Ivy was startled and dropped the umbrella at her feet. A black shadow came. That shadow bent down to pick up the umbrella and opened the umbrella for her.
“Princess, you are cruel too.”
Hearing the familiar voice, Ivy raised her head. It's Arthur!
Ivy knew he was referring to her standing among the corpses. She frowned and explained:
“Do I look like someone who has a hobby that kills my servants?”
I don't understand why every time I see Arthur, Ivy feels different from everyone here, like he really exists and is in the same world as her.
Arthur looked at the pure white dress in a feminine pink robe, the bottom part of the skirt was a little bit of blood. That appearance was definitely not because she killed them. If she reached the level of killing vampires with blood smeared just a little like that, it would be rare.
Arthur saw Ivy wince at the blood on her skirt. He laughed. Then he shoved the umbrella into Ivy's arms and lifted her up like a baby.
Ivy's eyes widened in surprise, "What are you doing?"
Arthur smiled, "Bring the Princess back to the palace."
Ivy was able to walk on her own. She was also going to refuse but seeing Arthur's running speed, Ivy was also silent regardless, she was in charge of holding umbrellas for the two of them.
On the way, both of them were silent. Ivy didn't like this silence, so she asked:
“I… did I really save you when I was a kid?”
Arthur laughed, Ivy felt the vibration in his chest, thinking that he was laughing at her. She blushed slightly, grumbling:
"Isn't that right?"
"Of course not." Arthur pursed his lips, the sound of the wind blowing through made her unable to hear his words clearly.
Just answered like that, then Arthur said nothing more. When he took her to the palace, Arthur continued:
“Actually, at that time, the Princess almost killed me.”
Surprised, Ivy innocently asked, "So now you want revenge?"
"Are not." Arthur stretched out his hand, not knowing what to think, he withdrew his hand, "I have to thank the Princess for letting me live until now."
Ivy was silent, watching Arthur bow and then turned away.
Ivy returned to her room with many thoughts scattered.
Arthur saw that Ivy had returned safely. He immediately went to Maxwell's room. Because Arthur had smelled Maxwell's scent, Maxwell must have returned to the palace.
The room was as dark as ink with a little candlelight, but this was the ideal space for the vampire's vision to be optimal. Maxwell was lying in the bathtub, holding a glass of red liquid. Hearing the sound of Arthur's door pushing, Maxwell did not raise his head, his red eyes stared at the glass.
“Do you think my sister is a little strange?”
Arthur lowered his head, thinking for a moment, "It's true that it's a bit strange, but her personality is not very different from when she was young."
He said so on the outside, but the truth in Arthur's heart was completely opposite. As a child, Ivy did not 'nearly kill' Arthur, but actually wanted to kill him.
The little Princess was in the shade under a big tree, and ordered her servants to check Arthur in the sun. His skin was as hot as being burned alive, the pain made Arthur live worse than death. However, it seems that 'Ivy' is still not satisfied, so she dejectedly threw some rocks at him. It was not until Ivy left that Arthur was spared a life.
But Arthur didn't dare to tell the truth, he just said that Ivy saved his life because he fainted in the sun. However, when he mentioned it just now, Ivy had such a sudden expression that made him very suspicious. Is that really the real Princess? But Arthur doesn't care, anyway, the Princess's personality is now more lovable than before.
Maxwell swallowed a mouthful of red liquid, stroked his hair, and smirked:
"She's grown up..."
Then he mumbled and asked:
"Where's my blue-haired girl?"
Arthur remembered that he needed to come here to report, he seriously said:
“Your Highness, I investigated Ame Horran. She is indeed related to the werewolves…”
Arthur then narrates how Ivy was the only one alive among the dead vampires. And Ame disappeared with the scent of werewolves.
"How brave, dare to touch my Princess."
Maxwell clenched his fist, the glass shattering in his hand. Silence enveloped the two of them. After a while, Maxwell said:
"Arthur."
"What's wrong with your highness?"
“I want to find my Princess a fiance.”
*
"Ivy, long time no see."
Ivy looked at the man with the fox-like beauty in front of her. Long narrow eyes filled with cold determination, thin lips slightly purple. None other than Henry, Ivy's fiancé and also the male protagonist of the novel. Although Henry and Arthur are family, their appearance is also quite similar, but the aura is completely different.
Henry is cold, arrogant, seems extravagant and doesn't care about anyone. The temperament of the aristocrat is unmistakable. But Arthur is different, he does not show too many emotions, nor does he express contempt or love others, and treats everyone the same.
Thinking about that, Ivy tilted her head to look at Arthur sitting next to Henry. As if sensing her eyes, Arthur raised his head and met her eyes. He raised his eyebrows at her as if wondering why she was looking at him.
Ivy said nothing, she withdrew her gaze, staring at Henry in front of her.
Maxwell sat next to Ivy, fondly stroking Ivy's hair, smiled and asked:
“Ivy, it's been a while since you've seen Henry, hasn't it? You guys met at a party once.”