The glamorous noble woman picked up the wine glass with red liquid from her table, raised her glass, and then said softly, "There was an acquaintance I knew before who had died hundreds of years ago, and I felt that Her Majesty looked similar to her."
Looked similar?
A memory flashed in Venera's mind of spending her time in the vampire king's chamber with Micah.
At that time, Micah's joyful expression turned into one of sadness or gloom. She could not seem to decipher the man's complicated look as he stared at her. However, there was one thing she was sure of, and that was that the man was in low spirits.
"You remind me of someone," Micah said to her. He slowly removed the headdress from the little girl's hair and placed it on the red-colored sheets of the bed.
Micah's voice was obviously in stark contrast to the happy one from before. Venera could feel his change in emotions sensitively.
