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Vampire King Apollyon
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"You complained about the Spring Faeries having no sense of gratitude for your sacrifice to eat the shape-shifting demons, right?" Apollyon murmured as he lovingly caressed the silver strands away from her flushed ivory face while his arm cradled her head.
Every time Apollyon looked at this silver-haired beauty beside him made him think she was a personification of mother-of-pearl. "--but I didn't tell you the real reason why they wanted to declare war on us yet."
"Tell me, husband." Luna urged, her hand sliding inside the V of his loose white shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin as she stroked the small hairs on his chest. "I'm dying to know."