"Why was he so respectful to you?"
The Crimson Princess couldn't understand why the City Lord of Lace City had been so polite.
"Maybe I look like one of their Ancestors too?"
Annan and the Crimson Princess laughed. Only Count Pedro did not.
But laughter aside, the trouble ahead was no small matter...
The news Marquis Nidella had shared was grim: the Strelet Family had been slowly stripped of its holdings, its old lands seized. Only its last Ancestral Grounds, a place much like the land of Slumber, remained, surrounded by several other families.
To reach the Ancestral Grounds, they would have to cross those families' lands...
"I remember some Stuart family members still live in the Blood Council?"
"Betrayers? They don't deserve the name Sturette," the Crimson Princess said, her voice thick with hatred.
Even the kindhearted Crimson Princess felt that strongly. Annan could imagine what they had done during the schism.
Before making plans, Annan needed to deal with the hundreds of Girls he had bought.
The Girls in the warehouse had been pulled away from the beautiful world of the Magic Film and returned to harsh reality. But the charm Annan radiated made them feel he wasn't a cruel, bloodthirsty vampire...
"I'm human."
Annan got straight to the point. "I have things to do in the Blood Council, so I can't take you with me. I'll give you two choices."
A murmur ran through the crowd as Annan continued. "First, I can send you to the Flower Capital. Second, you can live in my Territory."
The Girls exchanged glances. A bright-eyed Girl gathered her courage and asked:
"My lord, where is your Territory?"
"Free City, in Middle Earth." Annan pointed to the Magic Film. "You've already seen what it's like."
Many of the girls lit up with