My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires

Chapter 758 758: The Late-Night Visit Of A King To The Chambers Of A Foreign Queen.

Chapter 758: The late-night visit of a King to the chambers of a Foreign Queen.

On a beautiful night in the city of Eclipse Ventus, The Royal Capital of Werewolves.

In the Werewolf Queenʼs personal mansion.

A woman with chocolate skin and long black hair was looking at the moonlight with a melancholic look.

The moon illuminated her body, and her black nightgown fluttered in the cold night wind, giving her a very noble and beautiful appearance.

Unlike Nightingale, where the planetʼs climate was colder and experienced endless nights, Samar had an environment similar to Earth, Except for one small detail: gravity was much stronger here than on Earth. Gravity was so intense in some places that untrained Werewolves couldnʼt even enter without suffering the consequences.

Though this detail was irrelevant for powerful Beings like Werewolves and was rather something welcomed; after all, the higher the gravity, the more they could train and become stronger.

”... Haah...” The woman sighed and slowly tuned her face away from the night sky. ”Donʼt you know that entering a Queenʼs chambers in the dead of night, especially when youʼre a visiting King of another Race, can cause a lot of problems, Alucard?”

In a dark corner of the womanʼs room, a man sat comfortably on the sofa as if he owned the room himself.

Unlike the appearance of him sheʼd seen at the meeting, he was wearing more casual clothes: black pants, white sneakers, and a completely white sweatshirt. Anyone looking at him now would never think for a moment that this man was The King of Biblical Hell; they would think he was just a very handsome young adult.

“Itʼs a beautiful night, isnʼt it, Queen?” Victor smiled neutrally and unassumingly as if he didnʼt mean to harm her.

Tasha sighed again when she realized he hadnʼt deemed it necessary to answer her question. She walked toward her room and closed the sliding glass door that led to the balcony.

“Why are you here?” She walked toward the minibar in her room and took a bottle of whiskey and two glasses.

“I was just on one of my usual evening strolls.” Victor replied as he watched the woman walking with the bottle in one hand and the two glasses in the other toward the armchair in front of him.

“Do these evening strolls usually entail entering the personal quarters of a Queen?” Tasha asked with amusement in her eyes as she filled their glasses.

”Who knows?... I donʼt follow a plan when I go on my walks, If I want to go somewhere, Iʼll go. If I donʼt, I wonʼt. It’s that simple.”

Tasha raised an eyebrow, ”...You seem awfully free for someone who is a King”

“Thatʼs the beauty of having competent subordinates,” Victor smiled slightly.

”I wish I had your luck in finding good subordinates.” Tasha commented lightheartedly. She didnʼt feel like being serious.

”I have good eyes for people.” Victor commented nonchalantly.

”...” Tasha looked at Victorʼs Dragon Eyes for a few seconds and then nodded: ”A King needs to have good eyes for people.”

Tasha took the half-full glass of whiskey and offered it to Victor.

Victor shook his head in denial: ”Unfortunately, due to my Race, I cannot drink anything other than Blood or water.”

”... Sounds like a sad existence; food is, after all, one of lifeʼs pleasures.” Tasha set Victorʼs glass on the table and took a full swig from her glass.

”You are not wrong.”

Feeling Victorʼs gaze on her body, which was hidden by a thin nightgown, Tasha was amused that he had no dark desires for her body. It was as if he saw her in much the same way as when she was in her Queenly attire.

A fact that left her slightly upset at his apparent lack of desire for her body and also a litte relieved. After all, that meant he hadnʼt come here for that. Even though she was married to Volk, she didnʼt have the confidence that she

could refuse the Progenitorʼs seduction if he made a move.

One interesting fact she realized was that the thought of sleeping with Victor didnʼt make her feel sick, something she normally would when it came to members of his Race. Clearly, Victorʼs Race didnʼt matter here. He was so charming that not once during the entire encounter did she think about his Race.

Finishing off her drink, she looked at her empty glass and placed it on the table.

“I would feel bad about not serving a guest properly...” Slowly, she started pulling her nightgown off and showing off her chocolate-colored, healthy-looking arms.

”Would you like a drink?”