Chapter 361: Enjoying yourself by troubling Venus
"How is Princess Alora faring these days?" Griffin inquired, his tone carrying a note of genuine curiosity. "I must say, she seems quite content in her new form. Even now, she retains a strikingly human appearance despite her transformation," he remarked thoughtfully.
With a playful glint in her eyes, Alora parted her lips to reveal her gleaming fangs. "I do have fangs to prove it," she declared, flashing them with a proud smile.
Griffin chuckled, nodding in acknowledgment. "Well, now I can confidently say she’s every bit the vampire," he replied, a warm smile spreading across his face.
"Are you two finished? You’re acting like children," Magnus’s voice cut through the air as he entered the chamber, holding a parchment in his hand. Odin and Tobias followed closely behind him.
Alora and Griffin turned around, pursing their lips as if caught in the act. "But I’m only 24," Alora pointed out with a playful shrug. "I suppose I’m still young enough to play."
Griffin chimed in with a grin, "And I’m the youngest among us vampires." He reached out to drape his arm around Alora’s shoulder in a friendly gesture but halted midway as Magnus shot him a stern look.
"Keep your hand to yourself, Griffin," Magnus warned, his glare sharp as he settled onto the sofa, crossing one leg over the other. Alora glanced at Griffin, noticing how quickly he lowered his hand to his side.
"Please forgive this humble servant," Griffin apologized, a hint of embarrassment in his voice.
"You’re not a servant, Griffin," Alora corrected gently.