Gardena glanced at the person standing beside her with her afterglow and shook her head seriously.

"Don't worry, let's have breakfast first!"

Rebecca was confused, but she picked up the glass and drank the blood inside.

Then he watched His Highness take a sip of the cup, as if remembering something, and looked sideways at Bernard, revealing a well-behaved smile.

"By the way, didn't you say you had something for her? Take it now. ”

Bernard looked at her silently, and saw that his Royal Highness had innocence written on his face, so he couldn't help but sigh in his heart and nodded obediently.

Suddenly there were only two people left in the hall.

Satisfied, Gardena pushed all the glasses she hadn't touched in front of her, blinking her eyes.

"These are specially prepared by Bernard, you can taste them."

After thinking about it, I didn't forget to add intimately.

"I haven't touched it."

She didn't want to do this either, but she really didn't have an appetite for smelling the blood, and her body told her that she didn't need to suck blood for the time being, so she was a little willful, right?

Besides, she's also trying not to waste it!

After all, it is the blood prepared for the queen, and even if she doesn't drink it, it won't be the turn of other blood clans.

Of course, it doesn't matter if she took the initiative to reward it.

However, with Bernard staring, she couldn't find a chance at all.

Being eagerly stared at by His Highness, Rebecca swallowed her saliva, feeling that she couldn't bear it.

The Blood Clan didn't have a heartbeat, but at the moment, she inexplicably felt the tension of the Blood Slave's heartbeat speeding up every time she sucked blood.

She tentatively picked up a cup of blood.

"Thank you, Your Highness?"

Seeing her movements, Gardenia nodded her little head in satisfaction, and joy was clearly visible in her crimson eyes.

Rebecca seemed to understand something, and obediently drank a few glasses of blood.

When Bernard came over with his things, he saw the two talking with relaxed expressions.

He glanced at his Highness, and except for the one she was holding in her hand and drinking slowly, the other glasses were already empty.

The joy of feeling His Highness's awakening was suddenly replaced by a deep sense of powerlessness.

Why is it that 20,000 years have passed, and His Highness still hates blood sucking so much.

It's not that it's repulsive, it's just that it's done as a task every time, and unless the body needs it, you have to stare at it every day and drink a little, without that primitive craving.

In other words, the bear child is a picky eater again.

Seeing him coming, Gardena blinked, inadvertently revealing the glass in front of her.

Bernard smiled at her and handed it to Rebecca.

"Prince Rebecca, this is a token that symbolizes the family, so please be sure to bring it with you in the future."

During the Queen's sleep, the castle was closed to the public, the oldest bloodline spell, and no other prince could get close to it even if he wanted to.

This also prevents someone from paying attention to her when there is a fight within the Bloodline.

Rebecca nodded, respectfully put the token away, then saluted the little girl and spread her wings to leave.

Bernard withdrew his gaze and spoke quietly.

"Your Highness, your blood is not yet drunk."

Gardena wrinkled the tip of her nose and tried to struggle.

"I've had four drinks......"

Bernard smiled, unfazed.

"Really?"

Gardena licked her small fangs, a little weak.

Reluctantly finished the cup in her hand, she still couldn't help but mumble.

"It doesn't taste good at all."

Bernard sighed, as if comforted.

"You will always find the blood that Your Highness likes."

Although this batch of blood slaves is already the best, and in addition to this, all kinds of animal blood are prepared, but none of His Highness likes it.

(End of chapter)