Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son-Chapter 364 [Wedding By Blood] [16]

364 [Wedding By Blood] [16]

'What should I do?'

In the beautiful garden of the Davana Kingdom, a lone girl walked alone.

Her long black hair fell behind her gracefully while the tinge of pink undertone made them more charming.

She wore a beautiful sleeveless gown adorned with spirals-like pink design.

Despite how beautiful she looked, the frown on her face felt out of place.

'What should I do?'

Zenith thought again, biting her lower lip in agony.

Since yesterday night, she had tried her best to find out about the immortal twins.

But—.

'Nobody wants to talk about them.'

It's like they were forced to be forgotten by everyone.

Despite how much she tried to pester Epione, she too didn't tell much about them.

'They are going to attack during the wedding.'

But she had no idea when or how.

The only thing that's keeping her calm is that Himmel isn't present here.

As far as she knows, he was the one who defeated them.

Despite that, she still had some doubts.

'How did that dumb guy defeat immortals?'

Closing her eyes briefly, she tried to imagine different things he could do to defeat them.

"...."

But all she could imagine was his stupidly handsome face trying to seduce her.

Waiting for her to get in the—.

'Ugh. What's wrong with me?'

She swallowed a groan as she threw away those indecent thoughts.

But she still tried to remember his abilities.

Lost in her thoughts, she continued to walk all around the place until she found herself at the balcony.

Just in front of her, another event was going on, where the groom and bride sat side by side.

People encircled them as they both had their partner's name engraved in their skin.

'What a stupid event.'

She thought and immediately felt guilty.

Only she knew how things would turn out later on.

Their wedding would soon turn into a battlefield.

'Is this the curse of knowing the future?'

She wondered, leaning on the railing.

Despite how much she wanted to help them, she felt powerless.

Zenith did think of sharing her future knowledge with others but in the end chose not to.

'I can't burden anyone else with such knowledge.'

What bugged her more was the thought of becoming the reason the future became the way it is now.

'What if I told someone and she turned out to be his future 'wife' because of it?'

Even the thought irked her to no end.

'Maybe I should talk with Elijah or Aimar.'

Those two were the only ones she could ask for help from.

"..."

Losing herself in her own thoughts, she continued to blankly stare down.

Sadness crept into her mind the more she thought about it.

'I wonder who his wife will be?'

The one who would nearly die in the chaos.

A few names kept on appearing in her mind, but she chose to ignore them.

She was already way too depressed.

"Is that you, my dear niece?"

Zenith turned around as she heard a voice.

A man in his mid-forties approached her, with short black hair and matching dark eyes.

Despite his slim build, he carried himself with arrogance and something that she felt clearly.

Lust.

"What are you doing here?" Albus asked, standing right in front of her. "That too, alone."

"Nothing." Zenith replied curtly, looking at him.

She could clearly feel his ill intentions, but she kept her mouth shut.

Albus smiled. "You shouldn't roam around like this; someone might attack you."

"I can defend myself." She replied, keeping her voice firm.

"What if the attacker is more powerful than you?" He asked while his smile widened. "Like me?"

Zenith didn't even try to hide her disgust.

"Then my mother will kill you." Zenith replied, staring dead into his eyes. "And it won't be a painless death. No. You will die so horribly that even your father won't recognize you."

It wasn't a threat.

Zenith seriously believed this would happen.

She was well aware of how much her mother loved her.

And—.

How Albus's expression darkened, it seemed he was also aware of it.

Taking in a deep breath, he forced a smile.

"How long will you hide behind your mother?" He said, looking at her. "She is bound to die one day."

"...."

Zenith looked at him.

Then—.

Walked past without even replying.

'What a pain.'

She groaned as she felt his lingering gaze on her back.

Had it not been her conscience trying not to create trouble for her mother,

She would have punched him.

'I hope he dies when the immortal twins attack.'

She let out a sigh as she walked towards where her mother was.

It didn't take her long to reach her room.

Without knocking, she opened the door. "Mama!"

"What happened, baby?" Yennefer, who was lying on her bed reading a book, turned towards her.

"What are you doing?"

She asked, quickly jumping on the bed beside her.

Yennefer smiled as her daughter hugged her while resting her head on her shoulder.

"Reading." She mumbled, patting her head. "I don't feel like going out now."

"Same." Zenith grumbled, staring at the book her mother was reading. "They all are too loud."

Yennefer chuckled as she continued to pat her head.

They both lay quietly, feeling better in each other's company.

"Say, mama...." Zenith began, her voice barely audible. "....What are the chances of my daughter having blue hair?"

Yennefer closed her book, turning her head to look at her.

"Why are you thinking about your daughter?" She asked with a teasing smile. "Who stole my daughter's heart?"

"Just tell me." Zenith grumbled, hiding her face in her mother's bosom.

"Hmm?" Yennefer hummed, thinking deeply. "I won't say it's impossible."

"Really?" Hope rekindled in her eyes. "Why do you say so?"

"My great-grandmother had blue hair." Yennefer replied, smiling at her. "Maybe that could be the reason."

Zenith wasn't sure how she should react.

Should she be happy?

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She wasn't sure.

"But...." Yennefer continued, still deep in thought. "It would make more sense for your siblings to have blue hair."

"Ah."

Something clicked in Zenith's mind that she wasn't taking into consideration.

What if it did work out between them?

Zenith sat straight, unable to comprehend her own thoughts.

"Something happened?" Yennefer asked, looking at her concernedly.

Zenith turned to look at her.

"Why are you thinking about another child?" She asked, looking into her eyes.

Yennefer just smiled. "It's a hypothetical answer, baby."

Zenith moved closer to hug her mother tightly.

"I don't want any siblings."

Unknowingly—.

"I just want to be your only child."

—Zenith started changing the future.

*****

In the main hall of the Davana palace, a young man walked alone.

He wore a stylish black suit that complemented his black hair and golden eyes.

'What happened to him?'

Aimar wondered as he looked around.

Since yesterday, he hadn't seen Elijah after he talked with him.

Despite what he said, Aimar was still concerned about his well-being.

'Being compared isn't the best feeling.'

And he was well aware of it.

How could he not?

Aimar himself had been compared with Oliver all his life.

Even though he never blamed Oliver for it, he did hate that inferiority feeling.

"Aimar!"

Elise's black hair was neatly tied while her glowing green eyes were solely on him.

Even though she looked beautiful, Aimar did think her outfit was weird.

"What happened?" He asked as she moved beside him.

"Let's go." Elise said while she wrapped her hands around his arm. "My parents want to meet you."

"Huh? Why?"

"Just come with me."

Though still confused, he had no choice as she practically dragged him.

Elise quickly brought him to a pair of vampires standing on the side.

"Mother, father."

Elise said, making them look at her.

Elise's mother, a tall vampire woman with elegant features and a piercing green gaze, simply crossed her arms.

"He is Aimar—."

"Rejected."

Aimar blinked.

"...Huh?"

Her father, a more rigid-looking man, barely spared Aimar a glance before repeating, "Rejected."

"Can you shut up, honey?" Elise's mother whispered with a soft smile.

"Why should I?" Andro, Elise's father, glanced at his wife. "He is human. Weak. Unimpressive."

His sharp gaze scanned Aimar like he was some defect. "Not fit for my daughter."

Aimar blinked again, barely processing what was happening.

Aimar sighed, rubbing his temple. "Look, I don't even want to be a vampire. So, can I go now?"

Elise's grip on his arm tightened. "No."

He gave her an annoyed look.

But before he could speak, Vivienne stepped forward.

"It's nice to finally meet you." She said with a light smile. "You saved my daughter quite a few times."

"Uh, I was paid for it....."

Aimar quickly shut his mouth as Elise pinched his arm.

"He means the gift I gave him." Elise replied, but her mother didn't seem to buy it.

She turned back to look at Aimar.

"What do you think of my daughter?" Vivienne asked, looking at him gently.

Aimar frowned but still replied. "She is a good girl, beautiful, and always helps others."

He wasn't lying.

She did help him a lot.

"Do you think she deserves a good partner?" She asked, making him even more confused.

"I believe so." Aimar replied, nodding his head. "She deserves a lot."

Elise gave his hand a gentle rub as if praising him.

"Last question." Vivienne said as she stepped back. "How strong are you?"

Aimar thought for a moment.

When he didn't see a reason to lie, he replied. "I will be a Limiter rank soon."

Vivienne's eyes widened in surprise, and so did Elise's.

"You are strong." She said with a slight nod.

Then—.

She turned to look at her husband.

"My words will remain the same." Andro said, glaring at the black-haired boy. "He isn't a vampire."

"Alright." Vivienne let out a small chuckle. "It seems we need to step back, Elise."

Aimar also turned to look at her.

Elise bit her lip.

"But..." Andro continued with a slight grin. "I might change my mind if he gets the twins' acknowledgment."

Elise's face darkened.

"Who?" Aimar asked, still utterly confused.

"My older sisters." Elise grumbled, looking at her mother.

"And they both hate men."