Is Your Highness safe today1

A blood moon hovers in the sky, and the spire of the tower reflects a faint light, shrouding the entire castle in a dark red, majestic and mysterious.

Above the main hall is a coffin wrapped in iron chains, and the body is carved with intricate patterns.

As if sensing something, bats kept flying in from the window and stayed quietly on the edge of the window.

Soon a young man in a tuxedo came over and bowed respectfully towards the coffin, silver hair sliding down with his movements, covering his slightly excited red eyes.

The next moment, the coffin seemed to be surrounded by a blood moon, bursting out with a dazzling red light, and then the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the whole land fell into darkness.

When the light faded away, a small, white hand rested on the edge of the coffin.

Gardena sat up from the coffin slowly, her expression still a little ignorant.

Then he blinked his crimson eyes and looked down.

At the moment when she woke up, the young man led by the young man who was already kneeling on the ground below the main hall looked at her respectfully.

"Greetings to Your Highness!"

Gardenia snorted and walked out of the coffin, with no expression on her fair and delicate little face, looking unattainable.

"Get up."

Everyone responded and stood aside cautiously with their heads bowed.

The little girl had just woken up, and she couldn't control her breath well for a while, and the suppression of her bloodline made her unable to raise her head at all.

Only Bernard stepped forward slightly.

"Your Highness, you have been sleeping for 20,000 years, and now you wake up to tell the blood clan."

Gardena thought for a moment and shook her head.

"There is no need to tell me, those counts should have felt my awakening, and those who should come over will take the initiative to contact you, my strength has not fully recovered in the past few days."

Bernard nodded respectfully, waved the rest away, and led her to the table.

There was already all sorts of blood there.

Even if she fell asleep, this castle has been well managed by Bernard, and there is no shortage of blood slaves, especially when she feels that she will wake up in the near future, and has already ordered people to collect all kinds of good blood.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and no one knows if His Highness's taste has changed.

Gardena blinked her eyes, looking at the drink in front of her with a little disgust.

In the end, he reluctantly took a sip of animal blood and put down the glass.

Bernard on the side asked subconsciously.

"Doesn't it suit your appetite?"

Gardena shook her head hesitantly.

"It's okay, I don't need to eat yet, let's take it down first."

The instincts of the Bloodclan made her crave blood, but she didn't know if it was because it wasn't fresh enough, and she didn't smell the sweetness at all.

After a few brief words with Bernard, she went upstairs to find her room.

Legend has it that Cain was the real first vampire, who created offspring and then disappeared into the world, and by the time of the third generation there were thirteen, who founded different vampire families and rebelled against their parents, the second generation of vampires, who were the leaders of the descendants of the various bloods.

By now, the Blood Clan is already in its fifteenth generation.

It's a pity that with the passage of time, the alliance of the secret party that was originally formed has also broken down, and the entire blood clan has fallen apart.

At this point in time, no one would want to see Gardenia wake up.

Because she was the first generation of vampires who existed at Cain's time, the Queen of the Bloods.

The various families have become accustomed to setting themselves up as kings and having their own territories, and suddenly tell them that the queen who has been sleeping for tens of thousands of years has awakened, and they want to return to the era of serving the queen, and no one is happy to change it.

Therefore, the high-level blood clans all had different thoughts on this night.

(End of chapter)