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𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆 | chap 06

SYPNOSIS: wherein the princess, who is a clandestine assassin, has been commanded to eliminate the seven vampire princes.

GENRE: 18+ (mdni), reverse harem, contemporary fantasy, enemies to lovers, third pov, eventual previous past lives will be entailed.

WARNINGS: expletives.

WORD COUNT: 5.5k

TAGLIST: @aishigrey @kgneptun @b3tt7boop @smg-valeria @lhspeachie @enhaverse713586 @strxwbloody @firstclassjaylee @jwnghyuns @luminouskalopsia @deobitifull @loumin908

🍒 MASTERLIST 🍒

The sunlight casts a warm glow throughout the forest, with an ethereal ambience infusing the atmosphere and a certain mellifluous melody that kindles a familiar spark within her, inspiring her to dance to the melody.

Her eyes sparkle with wonderment upon seeing pixies with resplendent wings fluttering around her that are about the size of her palm. Giggles of merriment and tiny, high-pitched voices elicit from these ethereal mystical creatures as they dance afloat around her, almost as if they are encouraging her to join, and she does.

As she dances to the melody with the pixies, her lavender glittering dress sways behind her along with her lilac waves. A gleeful smile touches her pink lips as she releases giggles. She never wants to leave this place, where nothing can hurt her and where she no longer feels the excruciating pain in her neck.

Unbeknownst to her, a pair of magenta-pink-hued eyes have been watching her as he remains seated on a fairly thick branch on one of the trees. With his head tilting to one side, his pink lips unfurl a lopsided grin, enraptured by his darling in an effervescent element as she dances to the music he enchants with his magic.

Sensing his prominent presence, the pixies cease dancing and wave at the confused female. Their wings flutter as they gyrate around her while she follows their movement before they fly ahead, leaving her behind.

But the confusion clouding her head dissipates at the moment she lifts her head up and locks eyes with him. Her breath hitches in her throat upon seeing him, decked out in an all-black ensemble.

With ease, he alights from the branch and lands on his feet. Her heart beats in a familiar cadence as he strides towards her, his eyes never leaving hers, as well as the smirk on his charming countenance.

"Did you miss me, darling?" She is bewitched by the mellow tone of his voice, as is the ambience he exudes.

She unfurls a soft smile that shoots cupid arrows into his heart. "More than you'll ever know." She says softly before she finds herself moving towards him in haste.

As she crashes into him, his arm slithers around her waist while the other cradles the back of her head. They hold each other tight in a loving embrace. He buries his nose into her hair, inhaling her sweet natural scent that he used to bask in whenever he had her in his possession.

As they remain in each other's embrace, a certain scene unfolds in his mind, to which a tremendous guilt hits him. "I'm so sorry, Lilith." He whispers painfully. "You know that I would never hurt you, ever, but─"

"It's okay, Shion." She pulls her head away from his shoulder to place a peck on his cheek. Her eyes soften as she sees the guilt swimming in his eyes. "Whatever the present you did was beyond your control. I don't blame you at all."

His arm tightens around her waist while frustration is written across his face. "If only I was strong enough to breach through the borders and remember you. I hate how I have had to watch and feel his distaste for you." He caresses her cheek gently.

"As do I." She smiles sadly, leaning into his touch with her eyes fluttering closed. "Can we forget about everything else and just be like this, even if it's for awhile?"

Not too long after, they lie down on the meadow, basking in the comfortable silence that surrounds them. Her head rests on his chest as she settles acutely on top of him with her arm hugging his torso while his long, slender fingers are mindlessly treading through her soft, lilac locks.

"My time is almost up." He breaks the silence, glancing down at the disheartened female who is staring at him with glistening eyes. He unfurls a soft grin and tilts her chin up, dipping his head to kiss her squarely on the lips. The sweetness of the kiss has her toes curling before she sighs against his lips in contentment.

"Don't go." She whispers dolefully as he slowly pulls away from her lips.

"I'm sorry, darling. As much as I want to have you all to myself, I can't be selfish." He chuckles lightly before placing a kiss on her forehead. "Besides, he's been waiting for you."

Her pouty lips form a frown, tempting him to kiss her again. "Who?"

"Close your eyes first, darling." He instructs gently, and she complies. She awaits him, and she is surprised to feel his lips on her again, but this time, he is kissing her with raw, palpable emotions that bring tears to her eyes.

She feels the warmth of his lips fading while her eyes remain closed, afraid that she might burst out waterworks upon seeing him fade away and disappear from her sight. Now, no longer is there his warmth, and she knows that she is alone again.

Finally, she flutters her eyelids open and is taken aback by the change in her surroundings. The woodland is now covered in snow. She puts her palm out to catch a beautiful snowflake as it lands on her palm. Amidst the tears staining her cheeks and the goosebumps arising on her skin due to the cold, a smile paints her canvas.

Remaining unmoving from the ground, she feels heavy, thunderous footsteps, or rather, paws, approaching her from behind, prompting her body to turn around. Recognition flickers in her gaze as she stares at the wolf, which is bigger than any average wolf, and she has had to tilt her head up to look into his eyes.

He appears intimidating, his chest rumbles as low growls emit from him, and his sharp canines are bared at her, but she doesn't feel the slightest terrified of the enormous wolf. She takes this time to marvel at his white fur, which she used to tread lightly with her fingers. He trods forward with one paw, and given his stance, she knows that he is trying to scare her.

Chuckles leave her lips as she rolls her eyes. "You know you can't scare me, Solon."

In an instant, a whine emits from him, shattering the monstrous, intimidating demeanour he put up. With a huff, he decides to shift into his human form, with the sound of bones cracking painfully, while she watches in awe. Seeing him shift never ceases to amaze her.

She watches with a fluttering heart as his azure-hued eyes lock with hers, and his handsome countenance is adorned with a charming grin, his fang-like teeth peeking from his lips. "For once, I'm thankful to Astra for granting us the ability to shift without having to worry about our clothes shredding to pieces."

She doesn't respond, but instead smiles softly at him as he continues to amble towards her. "Hi." She greets him shyly.

His heart swells with adoration for his beloved. He kneels down on one knee in front of her and grabs her hand before raising it to his lips and placing a kiss on her knuckle. He lifts his head to meet her eyes once again.

"Hi, princess." He reciprocates softly, his thumb caressing the top of her hand. A frown touches his lips as he realises that she does not have enough extra layers to provide warmth to her body. "Are you not cold?"

"I'm fine, really." A knowingness glints in her eyes. "Besides, you know that the cold doesn't exactly bother me."

"But still." He releases her hand to open his arms wide for her. "Come here. My body will provide you the warmth you need."

She doesn't really have much of a choice, especially when he never takes 'no' as an answer as he tugs her arm, pulling her towards him before she crashes into him with her head against his chest. Nevertheless, she snuggles into him and heaves a contented sigh, to which he smiles in adoration.

"I've missed this. I've missed us." He starts off, prompting the female to look at him. There is a sad smile on his lips as he glances down at her. "Being apart from you for a thousand years is torturous, and even worse when our reincarnations fail to recognise you."

"It is part of Astra's punishment." She raises her hand to cradle the cusp of his jaw, and her finger lazily traces a circle on his oddly warm cheek. "Tell me, what does the reincarnated you think about the reincarnated me?"

He scoffs out a chuckle of disbelief as he rolls his eyes. "He thinks that you're a nuisance, and don't get me started on his bloodlust thoughts after having a taste of your blood."

"I sense there's another and." She chuckles softly, leaning dependently on him with her body tilting to face him while her fingers fiddle with the hem of his blouse.

He gazes fondly at her, his arms remaining around her body. "And he thinks that you're gorgeous, just as I think so too."

"You think?" She feigns disappointment, her lips forming into a small pout, to which he can't resist kissing her. She chuckles softly against his lips as he kisses her hard before pulling away.

As he heaves, he leans his forehead against hers while holding her hand close to his chest. "No. I know so." He says. "I hope you don't ever forget that I do love you, despite the fact that the reincarnated me is a bloodthirsty asshole."

The sound of her genuine laugh is melodious to his ears. "You do realise that you're calling yourself an asshole?"

"Promise me that you won't ever forget it." He holds her hand firmly while his eyes turn serious.

Her eyes soften. "I won't, but you know that it's impossible─ Ah!" A piercing yet familiar affliction strikes her heart while there is a jarring sensation throughout her body.

"Princess?!" He cradles her body, which feels heavier by the second, but with his strength, he manages to still hold her with ease. Tears begin to stream down her cheeks while her hand clutches the material of her dress, where her heart is, writhing in agony. "Lilith!"

"Solon." Her voice is barely above a whisper, and her surroundings become disoriented along with his desperate cries for her before the familiar darkness welcomes her as it engulfs her whole.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Even when she has regained consciousness, the piercing affliction persists the same way it did in her dream with the two mysterious men who bear the same faces as her enemies. This time, she can still vividly recall her dream, with the only exception that everything she heard sounded muffled.

Elora can feel the tears welling up behind her closed eyelids before those same tears fall as they trickle down her cheeks. The familiar affliction in her heart is unlike any other. If it's any other being, they would’ve already been dead by how terminal this unidentifiable disease is.

But strangely, Elora manages to live while bearing this disease. It is almost as if this disease is to punish her─unable to die despite how fatal the affliction is.

"What's wrong with her?" Jake.

"Use your magic to wake her up, Celeste."

"I've done everything I can. It's only up to her now."

Elora hears the commotion around her, the voices she recognises, and yet the prince she wanted to launch her rage on is not here.

"It's not his fault." The same voice that spoke the unfamiliar name echoes throughout the walls in her mind once again─her very own voice. It is muddling because, despite the fact that the voice is the same as hers, it feels like a different person speaking. "Please, you have to remember...."

Elora lacks the ability to process anything, only focusing on the affliction in her heart. It is getting unbearable with each passing second, and all she wants is for somebody to rip her heart out.

"Allow me."

"No. You hurt her before." Jungwon sounds strangely protective, and it brings an odd feeling to her.

"It's okay, Jungwon." She hears Celeste coax Jungwon. "His healing magic might be more effective than mine."

Elora feels his hands cradling her cold one. She has no idea what is happening, but the next thing she knows, a tingling yet warm sensation diffuses throughout her body, causing her to abruptly snap her eyes open, startling everyone.

But his healing magic alone is not sufficient to alleviate the affliction in her heart. She yanks her hand away from his grasps and curls her body to the other side, writhing and whimpering in pain.

"Elora! What's wrong?" Celeste rushes over to the other side and kneels down, brushing away the strands of her hair sticking to her face as she is breaking out in cold sweats, fussing worriedly over her like a mother hen.

Elora opens her trembling mouth, but nothing comes out, as coherency is not in her ability at the moment. With their heightened hearing senses, they can hear how rapidly her heart is beating, pounding loudly in their eardrums.

"Something's wrong with her heart." Jake speaks up with a frown apparent in his tone.

Elora's eyelids are slowly fluttering closed while slowly losing all strength in her body, and she allows whoever is holding her and cradling her in their arms. Her head lolls to the back, but a hand swiftly cradles the back of her head, providing her support and tilting her head to meet his luminous crimson-magenta eyes.

"Try and stay awake, Elora." Sunoo's command evokes something within her, forcing herself to heed his words. Her eyes are slowly going into focus before they stare directly into his beautiful ones.

Elora has no idea what sort of magic Sunoo is casting on her, but it seems to work as her heart is slowly returning to its original rate, beating normally but loud enough in her eardrums. Everything seems slow and slightly disoriented, but she continues to focus on Sunoo's captivating eyes.

Her chest heaves as her breathing pace returns to normal, and soon enough, everything, including her surroundings, becomes clearer. She doesn’t even bother to fight off her enemy's hold on her body, simply surrendering herself.

"What just happened?" Riki blurts out, the confusion in his voice is apparent. No responses, as they, too, are uncertain of what happened. All except Elora.

Elora leans dependently into Sunoo, with her head resting on his shoulder while light pants leave her lips. She feels a hand grabbing hers before she turns to look at Celeste, who looks genuinely worried yet relieved, but the sight of her kind smile eases Elora.

"What happened?" Elora manages to speak up, despite how her throat feels dry as sand. "I thought I had died in Heeseung's hands."

She can feel Sunoo flinches and catch the way Jungwon, Riki, and Jake flinch as well. Celeste's smile turns apologetic as she squeezes Elora's hand. "I used my healing power on you, but it wasn’t enough. So Sunoo stepped in and helped since his healing magic is much more effective than mine."

Elora scoffs out a chuckle, casting a faint smirk at Sunoo, who has been silent as he holds her. "Who would’ve thought that you'd be the one to heal me when you're the same person who tried to kill me once?"

Sunoo narrows his eyes at her, obviously not pleased by her remark. "Be thankful that I even offered to heal you, or you'd already be dead."

Elora scoffs once more and attempts to push herself away from him, now gaining stability. Even so, Jungwon steps forward in an attempt to steady her just as she stands, taking her by surprise as she blinks at him.

"I don't think you should move around." Jungwon clears his throat in an awkward manner after having been seen by everyone how quick he was to step in and steady her.

"I agree." Celeste appears next to Elora, wrapping her arm around the latter. "It's a miracle that it has only been two hours since you passed out, but you still need to rest. You've lost quite a lot of blood."

Elora's hand flies to her neck, where she swears there would be big punctured holes from how Heeseung devoured her, but there are none. It must have been Celeste's doing.

Elora looks at Celeste and gives her a small, feeble smile. "Thank you."

In return, Celeste beams with a wide smile. "Anytime, Elora."

Elora takes a glance at Sunoo, who appears disgruntled for some reason. She purses her lips, contemplating for a moment, before she decides to push aside her hatred for the prince. "Thank you as well, Sunoo."

Sunoo clearly didn’t expect her to show her gratitude. He clears his throat while his face remains impassive, but the emotions in his eyes don't go unnoticed by Elora.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Standing in front of a full-length mirror, Elora stares at her reflection while her handmaiden gives her a bow before she proceeds to leave the room. Elora remains staring at her reflection, finding it hard to believe that she looks different than usual.

Elora can't help but admire the plunging neck sequin navy blue dress with glitter ornaments everywhere that drapes flawlessly over her figure, as it also casts a certain ambience of sophistication and regality. Her lilac waves have been braided immaculately into a half-updo, and on her head is a fairly small tiara, while a blue sapphire pendant rests above her chest.

Elora feels as though she is part of the vampire royalty, and she even looks like one. It took hours for her handmaiden and other maidens to dress her up and beautify her. Long, excruciating hours, but at least Celeste was there to entertain her for the first or second hour.

A knock on the door startles her, causing her eyes to shift from the mirror to the side, where a certain prince she doesn’t expect to see is standing by the opened door with his arms crossed over his chest.

Her lips downturn into a frown, confused by his presence. Yet her eyes are raking over him. He is decked out in all white pants, white vast on top of the ruffled blouse, with a royal blue kilt blazer that is emblazoned in intricate silver laces. His stark raven hair is parted in the middle, with the bangs hovering over his chiselled forehead, which also reveals his well-defined yet thick eyebrows.

Elora releases the breath she has been holding back since the moment her eyes landed on him. She hates to admit it, but he looks divinely handsome.

"What are you doing here, Sunghoon?" Elora asks, though her voice comes out faintly.

"I've come on behalf of your groom." Sunghoon declares himself, his voice is icy-cold, as is the way he is gazing at her. "I'm here to escort you to the ball. Before you refuse, you can't. It is also a direct order from the sovereigns."

Elora takes him by surprise when she nods her head before she makes her way towards him. With each step she takes, Sunghoon feels a sense of deja vu, as if he had been her escort before. It is even addling when something flashes in his mind like a film. It is not just something, but a face. Her face.

Sunghoon blinks his eyes once more, and the image is gone. He flinches just slightly when the female is now standing in front of him with her eyebrow raised. "Well? What are we waiting for?"

Sunghoon composes himself as he leans away from the door. Like a gentleman, he offers her his arm, which she accepts, looping her arm around his before they make their way to the ballroom.

Silence envelopes them, but Sunghoon takes occasional glances at her, finding it odd to admit that his enemy looks divine, almost enthralling him. She looks like pure vampire royalty.

Elora, on the other hand, has long since noticed his stares on her face, but she dismisses him. Perhaps she is mentally drained, but today is not the day she wants to start any trouble with the princes.

"You should know that Heeseung feels guilty and regrets what he did last night." Sunghoon breaks the ice just as they are nearly reaching the venue.

Elora stares at him with an eyebrow raised. "Why would he feel guilty? Killing is in your nature, after all." She says tersely. "Besides, I'm still his and your enemy. If I were in Heeseung's shoes, I wouldn’t hesitate to kill my enemy."

"You're right." Sunghoon shoots her a smirk without fully turning his head to look at her. "Despite everything that has happened, you are still my enemy, just as I am still your enemy."

"Exactly. Nothing changes." Elora quips as they finally enter the massive ballroom, which looks extensively endless with chandeliers dangling above the ceiling. Vampire nobles are everywhere, throwing her curious yet hungry looks.

"Stay close to me." Sunghoon murmurs to her lowly, just as he feels her arm loosen around his. His face remains impassive, while his gaze is straight ahead. "At least until Heeseung is here. These nobles are not exactly amiable towards other species."

"I know." Elora murmurs back to him, and with eyes on her figure, she starts to feel her skin crawling. Even if she is the bride of their first prince, that doesn’t mean she is safe.

"Elora!" Celeste comes into her view, dressed in a gorgeous off-shoulder gown that is in the same shade as Sunghoon's blazer. Her golden locks look luxurious as they cascade down her shoulders. "You look absolutely dazzling!"

Elora musters a faint smile at her, still not accustomed to Celeste's exuberant disposition. "Thank you. You look beautiful, princess."

"Celeste." Celeste corrects her for the ninth time. Her eyes trail down to their interlocked arms. "I see that Sunghoon is your escort. Heeseung should be here by now."

"He'll be a little late." Jake approaches them, walking alongside Jay and Sunoo. "Something came up, but nothing too serious."

Elora feels as though her breath has been stolen away when her gaze settles on them. They are decked out in similar attire as Sunghoon's, yet they manage to look distinctively charming. She immediately returns her gaze to Celeste as soon as they look at her.

"So what now?" Elora asks Celeste, not bothering to conceal her apathy. "I don't suppose that I could go for some refreshment."

"Unless you want to drink blood." Sunghoon remarks wittily, casting her an annoying yet charming smirk.

"Nonsense. There are champagnes and wines as well." Celeste shoots Sunghoon a glare before returning her gaze to Elora with a kind smile. "Would you like to have some?"

"That would be great." Elora smiles, ignoring how their eyes are widening at the side of her genuine smile, directed at their older sister.

"It's best for Elora to stick to any one of us." Sunghoon asserts as soon as Elora attempts to unhook her arm around his. "It's dangerous for her to be alone with these nobles."

"But she'll be with me." Celeste frowns. "Besides, I'm her friend."

"Heeseung's orders, sister." Jay adds, supporting Sunghoon. "We are not to leave her side, at least until Heeseung's here."

"You can drink with me instead." Sunoo nudges his sister by the shoulder, and for the first time, Elora is taken aback to see how laid-back Sunoo is without having the evil glint in his eyes.

"Alright." Celeste loops her arm around Sunoo's and bids Elora a goodbye smile before they saunter away, leaving Elora with the three princes.

"I'm capable of fending for myself if anything happens." Elora tells them firmly.

Jay narrows his eyes at her, clearly unconvinced. "Given the number of times you've been injured and rendered unconscious, I'd say otherwise."

Before Elora can retort, Sunghoon is dragging her with him to the middle of the ballroom, where every other noble couple is dancing to the slow, euphonious tune. Swiftly enough, he has his hand placed on her waist while the other is holding her hand as he raises it up mid-air.'

"What are you doing?" Elora whispers aggressively, yet her body naturally follows the rhythm. Thankfully, back in her kingdom, dance is part of the tradition, so she is familiar with it.

The corners of his lips quirk a smirk. "Dancing, obviously. Besides, you'll be dancing with your groom in a while. Consider this a warm-up."

Elora's breath hitches in her throat as he expertly spins her around before pulling her back, causing her chest to come into contact with his solid one by how firm he does it. She glances up at him with a glare while ignoring the peculiar flutter in her heart. "That was a deliberate move."

"But you liked it." Sunghoon leans down to her ear to whisper, "I'm your enemy, and yet your heart beats for me fast. Why is that?"

Her pulses drum in her ears at close proximity. "Maybe because you're too close for my comfort." Sarcasm laces into her whisper. "And I feel uncomfortable with you touching me."

"Or maybe you have grown to like me." Sunghoon chuckles coldly as he pulls away from her neck. Their eyes meet once more. "You're a decent dancer, princess. I'll give you credit for that."

Sunghoon twirls her around expertly again, but this time, he lets go of her. Elora doesn’t have the time to process when a hand envelopes hers and pulls her towards him before she stumbles into him just slightly with her chest hitting his.

She glances up to look at him under her long lashes, and her heart beats erratically at the sight of his handsome countenance. His full attire is similar to Sunghoon's, but just like the other princes, he looks distinctively charming.

His eyes meet hers as he holds her waist firmly, slowly dancing to the melody. He doesn’t say anything, only gazing at her with indecipherable sentiments, making her go flushed under his gaze.

By now, everyone has their heads turned at the bride and groom. There is a certain yet palpable ambience about them that makes it harder to look away. They look perfect, fitting each other like a puzzle. They have been made aware that she is mermaidian, and despite their distaste for her kind, they can't deny the fact that she looks as if she is meant to be the first prince's bride.

"You look beautiful." Heeseung's compliment surprises, as does the sincerity in his voice.

Elora has no idea what to feel. Does she feel flustered? Angry? She is still mad at him, but the way he is gazing at her makes it harder for her anger towards him to persist.

"I'm sorry." His voice comes out soft, and oddly enough, her heart clenches at his sorrowful tone. "I didn’t mean to hurt you. I lost control."

"Don't apologise." Elora says curtly, briefly looking away from his eyes, which seem enthralling. "Killing is in your nature. Besides, we're enemies. We're bound to kill each other one way or another."

Elora gasps softly as he pulls her closer to him, causing her breasts to hit his chest. His arm around her waist tightens while he leans down to her face, looking ever so serious. "You may be my enemy, but at the end of the day, you're still my bride. You're my responsibility now, whether you like it or not."

"Do you truly believe that I will still remain your bride after retrieving the crystal heart of Oceania? To which I'll be betraying my people?" Elora whispers to him harshly.

"Yes, you will." Heeseung speaks beside her ear, sounding lethally soft, and his breath tickles the shell of her earlobe. "I don't intend to let you slip from my fingers, Mia Cara."

Heeseung places a kiss on her temple, his display of affection draws attention from the nobles in their vicinity, while Elora is rendered speechless by his gesture. She stares at him numbly as he grabs her hand gently, raising it to place a kiss on her knuckles while maintaining eye contact with her.

"Why are you doing this?" She asks in a whisper.

Heeseung unfurls a soft smirk, still not letting go of her hand. "Because if it's not made clear to you yet, you belong to me now, Mia Cara."

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

After dancing with Heeseung, Elora excuses herself as she needs to take a breather. Whatever Heeseung said to her has her mind in a frenzy, and she knows that it isn’t a good thing. Just a day ago, he seemed disgruntled by the fact that they would be tying knots, but earlier, he looked different. It was almost as if he truly wanted her with the way he gazed at her.

Elora has been mindlessly walking, not realising that she has reached a secluded, far end where there is an opened balcony that oversees the empire, where a certain prince is taking a breather as well.

"Oh." Elora halts her steps, staring at him as he leans his body forward with his elbows resting on the balustrade. She meets his eyes. "Shouldn’t you be back there to entertain and, you know, show your royal face to them?" She asks awkwardly.

Jake simply shoots her a lazy grin. "Nah. Those aren’t my scenes, actually. I'd rather be alone in my thoughts."

It's peculiar. Elora initially perceived him as the exuberant prince with an annoying personality and a chattery mouth, but now he looks different than he usually does. There is a certain ambience exuding from him that makes her relax when she shouldn’t be lowering her guards.

"You're welcome to join me." Jake says after discerning her hesitancy. He gives her a boyish grin that sends a flutter into her heart. "I don't bite."

"Funny, because you did bite me the first time." Elora rolls her eyes, but nonetheless, she settles next to him, gazing out at the empire that looks rather beautiful under the moonlight.

"Good point."

Elora steals a glance at his face, and this time, her head begins to throb upon feeling a sense of familiarity with him. "Why does the royal court desire the crystal heart of Oceania?" She finds herself asking him the question that has been lingering in her mind.

"There are numerous reasons why they desire it." Jake indulges her while still not tearing his gaze away from the empire. "Some believed that the crystal heart would grant them unlimited power, while others believed that with the raw power flowing through their veins after obtaining the crystal heart, they would have the ability to resurrect their beloved ones." A faint chuckle leaves his lips. "Actually, I've heard lots of stuff about different kinds of powers of the crystal heart, but I'm too lazy to go into the details."

"And what do you believe?" Elora is intrigued to know his thoughts. Whatever he said is true, but she isn’t going to affirm it.

Jake shifts his eyes to hers, the grin on his lips flattening. "I believe that we can't be too greedy." His answer surprises her as she blinks her eyes. "The vampire species have long since evolved, now having other magical abilities. So I don't see a reason why we need more power. Besides, there's a saying that with great power comes great responsibility."

Elora listens to him attentively as he continues. "So I believe that if we successfully acquire the crystal heart, we might get fucked. No species should be granted such unlimited power unless they're gods or goddesses." He scoffs out. "It will also potentially cause harm to the balance of our realm."

"Wow." Elora expresses her surprise and admiration for the prince. Her eyes glimmer with an emotion that he is unfamiliar with. "I didn’t expect you to feel that way as well."

"Impressed, love?" Jake unfurls a grin, and the endearment slips past his mouth naturally. "Besides, the seven of us are hybrids, so if we took that power, we would be wrecking havoc. Surely, you've already seen firsthand how Sunoo and Heeseung lost control."

"Speaking of hybrids, what type of hybrid are you?" Elora asks as she unconsciously moves closer to him. "I already know that Sunoo is a Fae and Jungwon may be a shape-shifting snake, but I don't know the rest of yours."

Jake's grin remains on his lips as he raises his hand, and with a small movement of his fingers, they seem to illuminate before fire appears magically from the tips of his fingers.

"Pyrokinesis is your ability?" Elora stares at the fire in awe. "So you're like, what? You can burst into flames or something?"

"It is one of my many abilities, but healing and regeneration are my strongest suits." Jake explains, though it doesn’t suffice to answer her question. "No one knows about my healing and regeneration abilities, by the way."

"Why? Don't you trust your siblings? Or even the king and queen?"

Something flickers in his gaze. "It's complicated." He heaves a sigh. "I don't know why I'm even telling you this, but I need your word that you won't tell a single soul about this."

Elora nods her head. "You have my word."

Jake bites down his bottom lip as he looks away momentarily from her eyes before sighing once more. "They don't exactly know what type of hybrid I am. Since I have been granted the ability to shapeshift into anything, they believed that I'm a kitsune after I had shown them."

"I see." Elora stares at him in awe. "So, can you shape shift into your kitsune form now?"

"In your dreams, love." He surprises her by flickering her forehead, causing her to scowl at him. With a grin, he offers her his arm. "Come on. You still haven’t danced with me yet."

Perhaps after having a deep conversation with him, something seems to shift in her feelings towards him. And so, without any objection, she loops her arm around his before they make their way back to the ballroom.

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