[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son":3,"chapter-reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-348":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1366097,1806,"Chapter 348  Wedding By Blood [Prelude]","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-348",348,"\u003Cp>\"Can you stop now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My grumbling voice echoed within a fancy room as I looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You represent Segyal Highbloods,\" Daina said, completely ignoring my protest while adjusting my collar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You need to look presentable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I already look good,\" I muttered. \"You're just wasting time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looking 'good' isn't enough. You need to look flawless.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed, glancing at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had a striking face, framed by soft blonde hair cascading down her back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dressed in a simple gown that clung loosely to her figure, she seemed effortlessly elegant just like a high elf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed, adjusting my stance as she continued to fuss over my attire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, she nodded in satisfaction. \"Better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned to the tall mirror beside us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark suit with small silver lining that was faintly visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White hair with a subtle purple undertone tied into a low ponytail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One blue eye, one violet, gazing back at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Thank you, my lady.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned toward the door. \"Let's go—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Much to my annoyance, she interrupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped forward, fingers gently braiding a small section of my hair on the left side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She then stepped back, nodding. \"I hope I can braid more of these.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My annoyance spiked as she interrupted me again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She activated her bracelet, retrieving a small ring and holding it out to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I took it, frowning. \"What's this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lady Mariam's gift,\" she said, looking at me. \"Something that will blur your life energy from everyone's eyes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I studied her for a moment, then sighed, slipping the ring onto my finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment it settled in place, a strange sensation washed over me—like a thin veil wrapping around my body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Subtle, but noticeable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I flexed my fingers. \"Feels weird.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You'll get used to it,\" she said, adjusting her bracelet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, I kept staring at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're not going to interrupt me again, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shook her head. \"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My eye twitched. \"What. Now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing, young master,\" she replied with a completely straight face. \"You look handsome.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Let's go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stupid woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stole one last glance at my reflection before following her out the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The halls of the Segyal palace remained as grand as ever, intricate carvings adorning the towering walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Servants bowed as we passed—most of them half-elves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had long noticed the fearful glances they sent my way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I ignored them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daina walked ahead, her pace steady. \"The teleportation portal is ready. Most of the Highbloods will arrive at the same time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see.\" I nodded absently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole wedding lasted three days, including every ceremony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them being the unification of the Asuras.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Things have gone off track.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The timeline doesn't match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the game, events were completely different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, Elijah was supposed to be part of a team led by Wilhlem, sabotaging one of Dark Trinity's attempts to summon a Dead God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But, things have changed now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I don't know how it will affect me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We soon reached the teleportation chamber—a grand, circular room with a glowing arcane circle carved into the marble floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air hummed with unstable mana, rippling from the distortion of space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You've arrived.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice made me look up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mariam stood to the side, clad in a traditional elven dress, her crimson hair cascading behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No jewelry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clear sign of a widow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stepped toward her. \"Are we the only ones going?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small, wistful smile touched her lips. \"We are the only Segyal left.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I meant the servants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An awkward silence settled between us as the portal continued to pulse with light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go,\" Mariam finally said as Daina moved to stand beside me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I offered a polite smile. \"After you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nodded and stepped into the portal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden shift in gravity made me feel weightless for a moment, and then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive hallway stretched before us, lined with towering pillars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soldiers in heavy armor stood rigid on either side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A family of five stood at the forefront.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mariam walked toward them, and I followed silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The royal family, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daina had already briefed me about them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man at the center exuded an imposing aura despite his composed demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black hair tinged with red. Piercing crimson eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthenis Valther Danava, the King who ruled over half the Asuras in Lumina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him stood his wife, a regal woman with cold violet eyes and deep midnight-blue hair—Lady Selene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And behind them—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eldest, Orion, had his father's blackish-crimson hair and his mother's piercing violet eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carried himself with the confidence of a seasoned warrior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also the groom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second son, Lucian, had a more refined presence, draped in dark robes with a quiet air of intelligence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then there was the youngest—Selaria.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike her brothers, her features were softer. Deep black-crimson hair, styled into elaborate braids.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze blankly stared at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'What's with her?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We welcome you, Lady Mariam and Heir Himmel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arthenis bowed deeply, his family following suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We are honored by your presence.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is my pleasure to attend such a grand wedding.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mariam replied, though she didn't seem to mean it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Has the preparation been completed?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, my lady,\" Arthenis said, straightening. His gaze flickered toward my horns for the briefest second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Accommodations have been made for the Highbloods.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good.\" Mariam nodded. \"Are there any ceremonies today?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, my lady,\" he replied. \"Tonight. A servant will escort you to your chambers for now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mariam glanced at me. \"Shall we go?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nodded. \"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slight shift in Arthenis's demeanor caught my attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I apologize for the sudden request,\" he said carefully. \"But Sir Mortis has asked to meet Heir Himmel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mariam fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, after a pause, she nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lead the way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alone,\" Arthenis murmured. \"He wishes to see only him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mariam's gaze darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King quickly bowed his head. \"It was his request, my lady.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mariam sighed. \"....Fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before anyone else could move, Selaria stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will escort him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sharp looks from her family told me she wasn't supposed to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...What is she up to?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sure.\" I gave a slight nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned briskly and started walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I offered Mariam a brief nod before following.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence stretched between us as we moved through the grand corridors of the Odisian Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her nervous fidgeting did not go unnoticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, I was preparing myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of my favorite characters from the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only Head who remained neutral and wise despite his messed-up family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone I could actually respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Selaria suddenly halted, turning toward me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Um, c-can I have your phone?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tilted my head. \"Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please?\" she whispered, her eyes pleading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed and handed it over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She quickly dialed a number before carefully placing it back in my hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Call me when you're free,\" she said, offering a shy smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'd like to get to know you better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she turned and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, right,\" she suddenly looked back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir Mortis is straight ahead, in the garden.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with that—she ran off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'....'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a weird girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sighing, I continued walking until I stepped into an open garden overflowing with fragrant blossoms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the sea of colors, a man strolled leisurely—his short white hair catching the dim light, his crimson eyes steady and sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though aged, his face still looked handsome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The head of Asura Highbloods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze shifted toward me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She saw an opportunity and took it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tilted my head. \"Hm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arthenis's little girl.\" Mortis spoke as I approached. \"She's supposed to marry one of my grandsons, but she doesn't want to.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah.\" I stopped a few steps away. \"So, she's using me as a scapegoat?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not quite. She just thinks you're a better choice than my grandson,\" he replied, his body casting a shadow over mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Either that, or she's simply fallen in love with your looks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let out a quiet chuckle. \"I see. So, should I be flattered or concerned?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have no objections to you courting an Asuran girl,\" he remarked, resuming his stroll. \"As the heir of the Segyal Highbloods, you have the freedom to choose.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....I see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should I ask for Echo's hand in marriage?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'…Yeah, maybe I am.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anyway, let's get to the point,\" Mortis said, halting and turning to face me. \"What's with those horns?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I frowned. \"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How did you get them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hesitated before answering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I don't know.\" I reached up, touching the smooth, curved surface. \"They just… appeared one day.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortis silently looked at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight of his gaze made me uncomfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is it because of your lineage?\" he mused. \"Or something else entirely?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you implying something?\" I asked, narrowing my eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you're thinking I mean your status as the 'Exiled Prince,'\" he let out a low chuckle, \"then you're gravely mistaken.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I frowned. \"Why say that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because you aren't terrifying enough,\" he said simply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don't have the ruthlessness or sheer presence that an Exiled Prince should have.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I scoffed. \"And what exactly is an Exiled Prince?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the old scriptures of gods, Exiled Prince actually means adversary.\" His voice soon turned cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's applied to any antagonist—Angels, humans, serpents, kings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word was later reinterpreted into one being—A monstrous and undefeatable enemy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice darkened. \"Do you know why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't hesitate. \"Propaganda.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded. \"Exactly. A tool to drive people into the arms of the church—to make them pray to the gods for protection against 'him.'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, you don't believe he exists?\" I asked, looking at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Am I done talking?\" He questioned quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I exhaled. \"Go on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A few years ago, during the Battle of the Red Crown, I arrived late to aid the Segyal Highbloods,\" his voice turned grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the time I got there, it was over. Everyone—elders, warriors, women, even children—had been butchered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just slain, but torn apart. It was as if whoever did it… enjoyed it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly turned to face me. \"That was when I became certain—the Exiled Prince is real.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is he really that terrifying?\" I asked quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortis chuckled, but there was no warmth in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even the gods fear him. And I sincerely hope you never become the monster they all fear.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I lowered my gaze as we resumed walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words lingered in my mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was one more figure that fit the description of the 'Exiled Prince.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back on Earth, I knew him by another name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Satan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anyway, we need an expert's advice for your horns.\" Mortis exhaled, as if brushing away the heavy topic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tilted my head. \"Expert?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drawing in a deep breath, he looked at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Princess Gwenyra has summoned demigods for a meeting,\" he informed, his voice serious. \"Come with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I frowned. \"Am I even allowed to be there?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's a rule that allows each attendee to bring two people,\" he said simply. \"I doubt she'll mind two more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aren't you breaking a rule here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rules are only followed by those who respect the ones who make them… or fear the consequences of breaking them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He replied, his lips curling up in a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I respect Princess Gwenyra,\" he continued. \"But I do not fear her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nodded. \"I will ask Mariam—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She won't mind,\" he interrupted, tilting his head toward an empty space. \"Right, Mariam?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I followed his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air ripple and she appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mariam walked toward us with a blank expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can I have a talk with you, Sir Mortis?\" She asked, looking at him. \"Alone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll take my leave, then,\" I said, turning away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We leave tomorrow evening,\" Mortis called after me. \"Be ready.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'.....'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is he that confident I won't refuse?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed as I walked down the empty hallway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to realize—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where the hell is my room?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I groaned, rubbing my temples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why was I not informed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should I go back and ask Mariam?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, that'd be too embarrassing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no other choice, I wandered aimlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed, and I still hadn't found anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, just as I was about to give up, a familiar figure caught my eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Siersha!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I called her, making her turn around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore a sleek, form-fitting black gown that accentuated her curves, her long black hair cascading over her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I walked toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you doing here?\" she asked, tilting her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I got... lost.\" I replied, awkwardly looking at her. \"Could you point me toward the Segyal Highbloods'—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come with me first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before I could protest, she grabbed my arm and pulled me into a nearby room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door shut behind us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I frowned. \"What—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pressed her body against mine, the swell of her chest pressing ever so slightly against me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My hands instinctively rested at her waist, feeling the warmth of her body through the sheer fabric of her dress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Blood.\" She whispered, her breath warm against my neck as she fumbled with my buttons. \"Give me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not now.\" I said, trying my best not to get aroused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of her legs shifted between mine, pressing just enough to make her aware of my condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raised my hand and grabbed her throat, squeezing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Was I not clear enough?\" I asked, looking down at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiled. A beautiful, intoxicating smile. \"You promised me today, remember?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I did?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, fuck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's the day to feed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though my blood was an effective way to keep her under control, it still made me uncomfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tonight.\" I released her, pushing her back. \"After the ceremony. In my room.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without another word, I turned and walked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*****\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Himmel left, the hazy look in Siersha's eyes vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lust. Addiction. Submission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All were gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She moved gracefully to the bed, crossing her legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her cold, almost void-like eyes stared at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Care to explain what he's planning?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was calm as she stared into empty space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ripple in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cluster of red shifted into the shape of a small child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little girl's long black hair matched Siersha's, crimson eyes staring at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aren't you enjoying yourself, Mother?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olivia asked, looking at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beautiful, almost gentle smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She reached out, brushing the girl's cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am, my dear daughter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",2404,"2026-06-05T21:29:08.031Z",1,"novelbin.me","c3d16cb75a018cb18ca9dd2b957cfdea602b0d5e8940e23bf46dd9b8c8a22c3f","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-349","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-347",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]