Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

The cold and severe winter is coming to an end, the temperature is rising, and outside the city of Kembat, the water of the Bogolu River is finally about to thaw. Many people have had a hard time this winter. The merchants who rely on shipping to make money did not expect the weather to be like this Grim, frozen ships that survived, broke in the coming spring.I heard that on the day the river froze, many people heard the pain of the huge wooden boats when they were squeezed by the ice.

And Kembat is an important water transportation hub in the Vatican territory. It is at the junction of the Yabuta River and the Bogolu River. There are more ships parked overnight for supplies and more losses.

Waikenbat is still very lively, but the pier can no longer be lively until the river thaws.

The location of Neckenbutt is higher than that of Neckenbutt. If you want to enter Neckenbutt from Neckenbutt, you have to walk a long way uphill.The person in charge of Kenbat is Cromwell Hudson Duke of Vanjo, the great elder of the Vanjo clan. His gray pointed castle is also built at the highest point in the city, and you can see it at a glance when you climb up the main street. Get it, the majestic castle has also become a landmark building in the city.

This gray castle was built entirely of gray boulders. The courtyards around the castle were full of tall evergreen trees with broad leaves, which surrounded the castle half-hidden, leaving only a deep gravel road.Surrounded by tree shadows all year round, the castle is even more gloomy and cold, like an ice cube exuding air-conditioning. This feeling can be intuitively felt when you enter the courtyard.

At dawn, Winster rushed to Kenbat with Lan Yan and others, and entered Cromwell's castle.There is a thin red in the east, and today will be a sunny day. They will not be able to return to Saint-Cherier before the first rays of sunshine.

Lan Yan woke up on the road. He was wrapped in a big blanket by Winster, only showing a pair of bright eyes staring at Winster's beautiful chin, and listening to the whistling wind outside.

Then the wind stopped for a while, and the black-haired Cromwell led two rows of servants to wait at the entrance of the hall, wearing thin black clothes, unlike the cold outside, the castle was warm as spring.

From a distance, he saw the lump that His Majesty the True King was holding, and when he was guessing what it was, he saw a silver head sticking out, and immediately showed a clear expression.Does Your Majesty really keep this Bai Ling as a pet?he thought.Immediately, he respectfully approached Winster, who was striding forward, with his right hand folded across his chest and saluted. "Your Majesty, welcome back."

Winston nodded slightly. "It's been hard for you these past few days." During the time he was away, Grand Elder Cromwell was in charge.

"It is my duty, and it is also my honor." The Duke of Cromwell bowed his head and said. "The room has been arranged. Do you plan to eat or take a bath first?"

Lan Yan poked Winster's chest with her thin fingers, signaling that he could be put down, and a servant came up to him, wanting to take him, so don't, he is not disabled, he has legs of.However, Winston ignored it.

"I'll take him to the room first." Winster said, it's needless to say who he is.

"Okay, Your Majesty, follow me." Cromwell said, he obeyed Winster absolutely in front of everyone, but he would relax a little in private, he was not so serious and strictly abided by etiquette.

Lan Yan's room was arranged next to Winster's. It is self-evident whoever took care of it. Before that, she was arranged to live in the servant's room. It was when she accompanied Becky to Setet to give birth. that time.

The room was very warm, the fireplace was burning vigorously, and Lan Yan's somewhat cold cheeks became hot immediately.

Winston put him on the bed, turned to the servant and said, "Bring him something to eat, not too much and not too greasy, his illness has not recovered yet."

The servant took the order to retreat.Winster was also about to leave, and Lan Yan quickly grabbed his hand. "Where are you going?" he asked.

Winston glanced down at Lan Yan and held his hand. The slender wrist was still wrapped with a silk bandage, making it look even thinner. They rarely had skin-to-skin contact, no matter what they did, no matter how close they were It seems that there is a thin layer of film separating them, like two lines with their own directions. Although sometimes they go hand in hand, and occasionally move forward separately, but it is impossible to blend, and now, the direction of one of the lines As if something was wrong, he inexplicably took a turn and tried to wind another thread.

Winston frowned slightly and said, "I still have things to deal with."

"Then will you come back after you've dealt with it?" Lan Yan asked.

"Where are you coming from?"

"Come to my room."

"No." Winston said.

What an incomprehensible guy!The Duke of Cromwell who was waiting at the door hissed softly, how stubborn and unwilling Bai Ling was at the beginning, this was really nurtured by His Majesty the True King.

"Okay." Lan Yan sighed pretentiously, his brows slightly frowned, his watery silver eyes looked at Winster in disappointment, and he let go of his hand.

His hair hadn't grown long after it was cut, and a few strands were curled up. Looking fluffy and soft, he seemed to be obedient.

Winston clenched his hands imperceptibly, his Adam's apple slipped, and then walked out of the room.

"Your Majesty, I have no right to question your arrangement, but this is a daytime restricted area. Isn't it more dangerous for you to arrange him here?" Cromwell said.

"Who else lives on this floor? Me, you, him?" Winston asked back. "I won't touch him, can you touch him?"

"Hey, of course I won't, not to mention that he belongs to you." Cromwell said with a smile, but this smile has other meanings no matter how you look at it.

Winston raised his brows slightly, but he didn't say much to explain. He didn't care about this, he didn't care about Lan Yan's tricks, so it didn't matter.

It's like he doesn't dislike Lan Yan's closeness, but that's all.

The two went to the study together, and Cromwell reported to him what had happened in the city recently, as well as some things he had sent people to inquire about.

The servant knocked on the wooden door of the study with a tray. The sun had already risen, but it was completely blocked by thick double-layered dark blue velvet curtains.

The ground was covered with a thick red carpet, making it impossible for people to make a sound when they walked.

Another servant took out the wine jug from the tray and poured the red wine into the glass. The aroma of the wine slowly diffused in the study.

Winston took a sip from the wine glass, relaxed, and leaned back in his chair.

"I really didn't expect that the coronation ceremony of the prince would be held so soon. When Gardner was crowned last time, they were still betting on which clan would be the next one to change positions." Cromwell said.

"Who?" Winston asked.

"Masefield, Chesterton, Costa...you know, those few people." Cromwell said. "They bet that the next coronation will be the Torredo."

"The old prince? I'm afraid they are all dead and the old prince is still alive." Winston chuckled, and then became serious again, with a sad look on his face. "It was hard to find Jerome, but he died in the end. I'm afraid the old prince is really heartbroken this time."

"Yeah, only he didn't come, the other princes have already rushed to Eisenmes to watch the excitement."

"What's exciting and interesting? After dealing with Buck, first bring up their elder Bliss. He may have been looking forward to the sky for a long time."

"Bliss is too weak."

"That can't be helped. Buck's lineage has been exhausted, and only his qualifications and strength are stronger in the clan." Winster thought. "The quota for this round of first-timers has already been given out. Let's see if they can produce a few more powerful freshmen."

Knowing that this is Kembat, Lan Yan decided to go out for a walk, and the servant who served him happily said that he could take him out if he got the consent from the master, but when he heard that he was going to Waikenbate, the servant Started to dissuade him.

"You haven't been to Wakeen Butte, and you don't know how messy and dirty it is. It's full of cunning thieves and rough sailors, and they have fleas and lice all over them. How can you go there? A place to wait for others, not to mention your delicate body and sickness."

Lan Yan smiled and said, "Where do you think my origin is?"

The male servant is a boy about his age, with brown hair and a few brown freckles on his fair face. He admires and is curious about Lan Yan.He said affirmatively, "Is it a noble from the capital?"

Lan Yan twitched the corner of her mouth. "Wackenbat." He shrugged and tilted his head. "Otherwise why would I go there?"

The manservant opened his mouth wide in surprise. "But you look at..."

"It was a long time ago, so you can't hear my accent now." Lan Yan said. "Okay, go tell Winster. Since I'm here, I need to find a friend over there. I don't know if he is still there."

It is impossible for the people of the dark night to go out on a sunny day, and Winster also does not allow Lan Yan to go out by himself.

When the servant asked, his answer was a firm two-word 'no'.

"Ah? Why?" Lan Yan jumped up from the bed and pointed at the servant. "Where is he now? I'll find him myself."

The servant was taken aback by Lan Yan's angry look, and stammered: "Yes, His Majesty is dining with the Duke in the restaurant."

It is about ten o'clock in the morning, and the vampires probably plan to go to bed after eating. The curtains in the daytime restricted area of ​​the castle are tightly closed, and in the side hall of the corridor, the tall flower windows are also hanging heavily. Floor-length curtains, candles were often lit, and when passing through the central hall, Lan Yan saw a warm red light leaking from under the gray double carved wooden doors of one of the rooms.