Book 14: Chapter 2


    I basically returned to my old status when I woke up the next day. Mommy Vyvyan had an abundance of mana, and it was verypatible with my body. My mana was derived from her, after all.


    I was ready to die thest two days. I struggled with the pain that Id rather be relieved from during the time. I, in fact, contemted suicide. Thanks to Mommy Vyvyan, I was able to feel the bliss of being able to breathe and feel normal physically. I really did feel reborn.


    I touched my lips. The soothing feeling of sucking Mommy Vyvyan blood yesterday evening was still in my mind just as my first time with Nier lingered in my mind. The satisfying and soothing bliss was a memory that was hard to forget. Based on my limited knowledge, the Gdriel Tribe was a tribe of dark elves who hadpleted their evolution. I never thought Id enjoy the feeling of sucking blood.


    My rationality told me the consequences of sucking blood  though said consequences were partially my conjecture. As far as consequences I experienced before, they were never pleasant. I was certain Id grow an addiction to sucking blood. Once I was addicted, Id have to rely on Mommy Vyvyan. Without her by my side, Id have to resort to sucking the blood of others. If we were being hypothetical and say that I met Elizabeth, my girls or my wives. Wouldnt I have to suck their blood at night, then?


    Mommy Vyvyan was right. I had no choice but to stay by her side in the future in order to live. There was no way I didnt miss the North. I wanted to return there. My mind was filled the images of my girls sleeping faces as well as Nier and Lucias. I was positive the two of them didnt want me to leave, and I was also confident nobody could find Mommy Vyvyan if she refused to let others know where she was.


    I wanted to go back, see my family and give my girls a hug. But s, I couldnt go back. Without Mommy Vyvyan, I couldnt go anywhere. I didnt want to let them see me sucking blood, either. You could say I was no longer an ordinary elf or human; I was a blood-sucking dark elf just as Mera was


    Mera was able to resist her urges to suck blood. I wasnt addicted yet; however, I eventually would be, for I couldnt survive without sucking blood. I couldnt let my children see me in my bloodthirsty state nor could I endanger Lucia and Nier.


    Nier and Lucia mustve thought Vyvyan and I went missing. Actually, that was good to an extent. They could raise our children. I didnt know what would happen to the elves; nevertheless, surely theyd be fine. Elizabeth would have to leave the North in due time, though, which meant that itd all be on Freya. Freya was my sister in name. ordingly, nobody would oppose her bing the next monarch or regent.


    I thought my life ended the moment I used magic. My body was apletely wreck. I couldnt haul my broken body back to the North. On a positive note, living with Mommy Vyvyan wasnt catastrophic by any stretch. It was fine for me to live in seclusion, where nobody would see me in my irreparable state. In my opinion, I aplished enough important deeds there; it was eptable for me to lead a peaceful life elsewhere for the remainder of my time.


    I got dressed. I tidied up my room before leaving. It was dead silent outside. There was only the warm sunlight in the house. I didnt know what time it was, but the warm sun put me on the verge of tears. Breakfast, which was berries and dew, was ced on the table. I wasnt sure what time Mommy Vyvyan got out of bed. When I had a few berries, I almost shed tears of bliss.


    The vi seemed to be the ce the Gdriel Tribe spent their annual holiday. There were patrol guards and cleaners here. I didnt know where they were at the time. Mommy Vyvyan couldve sent them away for all I knew.


    Outside the window of the dining hall was the bright sun. I walked into the sunlight and looked down at the flower garden below through the window. I was sure there was somebody often tending to the garden. Mommy Vyvyan was apparently burying something in the flower garden. I thought she was tidying up the garden. Elves were fond of flowers; I surmised Mommy Vyvyan was nting something in the garden. I went to into the flower garden and saw a big pile of soil that Mommy Vyvyan dug up. On top of it were flowers that had just been nted. The dew from the early morning was still on it. Mommy Vyvyan seemed to be slightly frantic. She turned her head and was surprised to see me: Son, youre awake already?


    Yeah.


    How are you feeling? Youve just recovered, so you should still be feeling rtive weak, right? Its fine, Son. Go and rest. Theres nothing that you need to do here.


    Mommy Vyvyan ced her hand on my chest and gave me a somewhat hard push back into the building. I smiled and caught her hand: Its okay, Mommy Vyvyan. Im feeling fine now. You are my Mom, after all. Mom, are you nting flowers now? Ill help you.


    No! No! No! No! eximed Mommy Vyvyan, firmly pressing her hand on mine. Mommy has actually finished nting the flowers. Mommy doesnt need your help. Son, do you not know your own body? Youre relying on Mommys mana to move right now. If you expend too much energy on meaningless things, you might revert back to a paralysed state. Mommy cant let you take the risk. Just go on back. Go back and rest, Son.


    It was the first time I saw Mommy Vyvyan so resolute. I felt she was excessively paranoid. Then again, I looked as if I had one foot in the coffin previously and had just recovered. As a consequence, it wasprehendible as to why Mom wouldnt let me do that.


    I smiled and nned to turn around to leave, I suddenly noticed a trace of what resembled blood on Mommy Vyvyans cor. However, the red blood mark only appeared for a second, as she pushed me back inside immediately after. Mom said, Son, just rest up well. Once Im done washing my hands, Ill pour you a hot cup of tea. We havent had a cosy cup of tea together in a very long time.


    Ah All right


    Mommy Vyvyan spun around and returned to the centre of the flower garden, leaving me to my own bewilderment.


    The trace of blood on Moms cor concerned me. Having said that, it seemed to be the spot I sucked her blood from yesterday. Perhaps it was where I left the wound, I thought. A sinful feeling loomed within me when I recalled how I ripped into Mommy Vyyans neck yesterday evening. However, the thought of having her to bite her every evening henceforward was more heartbreaking But then I suddenly realised something: couldnt Mommy Vyvyan heal wounds? Was it impossible for her to heal from wounds I inflicted? The answer was beyond my knowledge base. All I could say for sure was that the trace of blood didnt belong to me.