Tonight, the night sky hung low, and everything within the castle was shrouded in deep darkness. Only a few windows emitted a faint glow, appearing like distant starlight in the endless night.
In the castle corridors, ancient tapestries swayed gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound. Sista held the leash, leading Su Ling down the long hallway.
It was almost time for bed.
However, Su Ling felt a bit strange. She realized this wasn’t the way to the underground room — not toward that cold iron cage.
Following behind Sista, Su Ling was filled with confusion, unable to understand why she had suddenly changed their usual routine.
As they walked, Sista came to a halt.
Su Ling looked up and saw Sista’s smooth, long black hair shimmering with a faint halo under the light. Her shoulders twitched slightly, as if she were hesitating over something.
‘What’s… happening?’
Su Ling’s heart couldn’t help but speed up.
After a long while, Sista slowly turned around to face Su Ling. Her eyes flickered with uncertainty, and a faint blush stained her cheeks.
“Su Ling, tonight… I will sleep with you.”
She spoke in a voice that lacked confidence, her gaze avoiding Su Ling’s eyes. She kept her head slightly lowered, gently biting her lower lip.
“Huh?”
Su Ling was somewhat surprised but nodded nonetheless.
“Then… let’s sleep together.”
“But, the collar on your neck cannot be removed!”
Sista added immediately, her grip on the leash tightening. Her red eyes stared intently at Su Ling, as if she were terrified the girl might run away.
“I understand.”
Hearing this, Sista breathed a small sigh of relief and then led her toward her own bedroom.
For some reason, Su Ling had a vague feeling that Sista had wanted to do this for a long time.
‘…Is she that afraid I’ll leave?’
She smiled bitterly in her heart.
Through their time together, Su Ling had gradually discovered that while this Blood Noble Princess acted tough, she was exceptionally clingy in her actions. She almost wished she could keep Su Ling by her side from morning until night.
‘Is this what they call an “addiction”?’
If she had to write a book about her experiences after her transmigration, Su Ling would certainly title it —
*I’m Just a Maid, Please Don’t Love Me Too Deeply, Vampire Princess*.
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Sista’s bedroom was located in the center of the castle.
Compared to Hailuosen’s room, this space was a bit smaller, but she paid great attention to aesthetics. No matter how small the space was, it was decorated with a unique style.
Pushing open the wooden door, they were greeted by a tapestry with golden tassels along the edges. In the center of the room stood a large four-poster bed, its posts carved with patterns of vines and roses. The bed curtains were made of heavy, dark green velvet, and a slightly aged oil lamp sat on the small bedside table.
Although the weather had already turned cold, the temperature inside the room was just right. A faint scent of spider lilies permeated the air, making one feel comfortable and cozy.
Sista led Su Ling into the room and gently closed the door.
She walked to the bedside, pulled back the white blankets, took Su Ling’s hand, and lay down with her.
The soft duvet was warm and light; sinking into it felt like lying on a bed of clouds.
This wasn’t Su Ling’s first time sharing a bed with Sista. The last time had been when the princess was drunk. But this time, being fully conscious made her feel a little nervous.
After the oil lamp was extinguished, the room fell into darkness. Only the moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, spreading a layer of faint shadows across the floor.
In the darkness, Su Ling could clearly hear Sista’s breathing — a steady, deep rhythm that felt reassuring.
She could feel the other woman right beside her, within arm’s reach.
“Su Ling.”
Sista suddenly called her name softly, her voice much gentler than usual.
“Yes? What is it, Her Highness?”
“Kiss me…”
Her tone carried a hint of imperceptible shyness, making her seem like a completely different person from the usually cold and proud Blood Noble Princess.
Su Ling was slightly stunned.
‘…Does she want me to take the lead?’
Her heart rate gradually increased. After a moment of hesitation, she reached out, fumbling in the darkness to find the other’s face.
Sista was wearing a thin silk nightgown that felt soft and delicate to the touch. Having lost her sense of sight, Su Ling’s sense of touch became exceptionally sharp; she could clearly feel the temperature and contours of Sista’s skin.
Finally, her fingertips touched Sista’s chin.
Su Ling gently tilted her face up so they were facing each other.
Their breaths gradually intertwined, and warm air melded in the darkness.
She slowly leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss against her lips.
In that instant, the soft sensation felt like petals falling against her mouth, carrying a faint fragrance.
A moment later, Sista pulled back slightly, her voice tinged with dissatisfaction.
“Wait… not like that.”
“Eh?”
“Idiot, that’s not enough.”
“Then what should I do?”
Sista seemed to be trying hard to maintain a calm tone, yet she couldn’t hide the fluctuations in her emotions.
“Open up.”
Su Ling was momentarily stunned before doing as she was told.
In the next moment, the initiative was completely stolen away.
Sista’s movements became assertive and direct, and the kiss grew deeper. Within a short moment, Su Ling’s breathing began to grow erratic.
“Mm… Her Highness…”
“Open your mouth, don’t hide.”
The wind whistled softly outside the window as their breaths grew hot.
Sista reached out with both hands, pulling Su Ling tightly into her embrace. Her body, which had been slightly cool at first, was gradually heating up.
Their breathing intertwined and their hearts raced as the atmosphere continued to simmer.
“Kiss me a little longer… This is a Royal Command. Otherwise, I won’t let you sleep.”
“Mmm…”
The kiss lasted for a long time.
It wasn’t until both were slightly breathless that the long kiss finally came to an end.
Sista gently stroked Su Ling’s silver hair, her movements tender and slow, as if she were soothing a beloved cat.
Leaning into her embrace, Su Ling’s mind gradually settled. Drowsiness began to wash over her.
“Su Ling.”
“Yes?”
“I’m telling you, don’t get cocky. You are my plaything.”
She gently nuzzled Su Ling’s hair with the tip of her nose, her voice low and soft.
“So, if you have any troubles in the future… they are my business too.”
Su Ling was stunned for a second before she let out a soft breath.
“I understand, Her Highness.”
The girls fell asleep in each other’s arms.
As the night deepened, the castle fell into total silence.
The two of them gradually drifted into slumber.