TrianaA black horse-drawn carriage, accompanied by ten mounted guards, sped along the road that cut through the lush forest.Inside the constantly creaking and rattling carriage, a girl with skin like a field of snow under the morning sun kept peering out the window, only to swallow her saliva for the umpteenth time.Since birth, Triana had always been in the comfortable, protective embrace of her parents. Castles, palaces, and other beautiful buildings were places she should visit. Roads that were neatly paved were what her soft feet should tread upon. She wasn't even allowed to leave her castle before the sunset, when the sky darkened.But now, Triana sat alone in a carriage, traveling on a muddy and rocky road that cut through the most feared forest in Galvadea, the Dark Forest. An invitation from the king required her mother to accompany her father to the palace as a form of respect. Additionally, visiting the witch to ask for eternal beauty was a secret between Triana and her par

TrianaThe vampire didn't lie. Throughout her life, Triana had never been scratched on her skin, let alone felt the stab of a knife. But now she was certain she didn't need to experience it firsthand to know how it felt.The sensation of burning, stinging, and throbbing pain made Triana grimace. Her hand gripped his shoulder, clinging to it just to understand what it felt like to grasp hard bones wrapped in cloth.As the sharp fangs dug deep enough to pierce Triana's blood vessels, Vlador pulled the fangs off and began sucking the blood flowing out of the newly formed holes.Fresh blood gushed out like a burst pipe once the fangs no longer blocked Triana's open wounds, yet the excruciating pain she had previously was improving.Triana thought her suffering had ended. She had heard it would last for a few minutes, but it seemed to only last for a few seconds. Unfortunately, Triana was relieved too soon. A soft, wet object swept over her wound, causing her body to jolt from the pain it i

TrianaVlador appeared strong and fresh. Thick black hair that was neatly arranged backward with thin strands hanging from his hairline to his cheekbones framed his stern face. He was indeed charming at first glance, but that didn't erase the fact that he was a monster who was about to kill Triana shortly."Your blood..."Vlador's voice made Triana nauseous. Her vision began to blur. Her knees trembled as the vampire took the first step toward her."... I can smell it, even from secluded places. It's so fragrant. It's the best blood that has ever flowed down my throat.""No..." Triana shook her head as she stepped back, only to bump her back against the horse behind her."Say your goodbye to this world, for soon your body will dry up like the leaves on autumn ground," Vlador said, dropping the body of a guard from his hand.In the blink of an eye, Vlador darted towards Triana, appearing as a fleeting shadow that then obscured her vision and made her head spin wildly. When she regained

TrianaLocking her gaze on the furious vampire, Triana's heart pounded hard as she could sense the dark aura surrounding Vlador, though she was unable to see it directly with her eyes."Wh-what's the truth? What is happening to us?" Triana asked."That hag used her potion to curse us. I'll die if you die, and vice versa," Vlador explained.Triana's jaw dropped. She covered her mouth with her hand and concluded, "The witch has tied our lives together.""Not just our lives, Gosling. There's another curse that will torment me greatly. To stay alive, you must drink my blood at least every five days. And I will always crave yours," Vlador said, brushing aside the long hair framing Triana's face.Dropping her gaze to the floor, Triana tried to process the nonsensical situation. She had to drink a vampire's blood to stay alive? And the vampire whose blood she had to drink, craved her blood in return. Meanwhile, their lives were linked, so if she died, the vampire would also die. That meant th

Triana.Vlador's arm that encircled Triana's waist loosened, and finally, both of her feet touched the ground.As Vlador released his grip, Triana fell to her knees, her body trembling. Just moments ago, she had so much joy in flying through the sky, but now she was truly grateful to be able to touch the ground again.The heavy footsteps passing by caught Triana's attention. She found Vlador walking towards the witch's hut, located a few meters ahead of them.Triana's eyes widened, her jaw unconsciously dropping. It was the first time she had seen the complete form of a vampire's wings.In her teenage years, she had seen vampire wings at the Rotherez Kingdom palace. It was a pair of vampire wings displayed on the wall of the palace's grand dining room. At that time, King Rotherez proudly said that the vampire wings were severed directly by his grandfather before killing the vampire they had captured in a hunt a hundred and fifty years ago.Triana never expected that the fresh vampire w