Chapter 3 Pampering Little Sister

When the rays of the sunset covered the castle, Lucasta also awoke from a long slumber. She happily yawned a few times and then hugged her hungry stomach and rubbed it.

She waited for a long time but Samson didn't show up, so she got up from the bed and went to open the door.

Her super excellent memory made her remember the route from her bedroom to the kitchen, and she just kept walking down the shiny stairs.

All the ancient objects and furniture inside the magnificent castle made her extremely excited but did not dare to touch it, but just look at it.

Fortunately, Lucasta only ate two pies for breakfast, so there was still one pie on the plate, enough to fill half of her stomach.

Even though Samson was not by her side, she still did exactly what he had taught her.

She took a knife and fork and cut the pie into small pieces before eating.

After she finished eating, she wiped her mouth, washed her hands, went back to her room, and closed the door.

For hours, she stayed in her room and played with stuffed animals and waited for Samson to return, but for a long time, she did not see him, so she took a risk and went around the castle to find him.

"Samson." Lucasta pushed open the door of a room and called.

The darkness that met her eyes scared her, and she immediately slammed the door shut and continued to go to other rooms along the corridor, then to a higher floor.

When her legs were tired, it was time for her to stop in the last room on the top floor of the castle.

Small hands pulled the door of the room and when she saw the light of the red diamond, she quickly entered because she knew he was there.

Like the other rooms, this room was also covered with a black color that made her feel like a diamond was floating in the air.

Because just now, Lucasta accidentally pulled the curtain of the window in her room and she realized that there was light coming in and illuminating everything, so she didn't wake him, but she strode to the window and pulled the curtain.

"Don't, Lucasta, put the curtain down." Samson immediately opened his eyes and said.

His sudden voice startled Lucasta, and she released her hand from the curtain.

When the curtain completely blocked the sun, the candles in the room were also lit almost simultaneously because of the vampire guy's movement speed.

Of course, Lucasta was not surprised because she was originally like a three-year-old child. When she turned her head and saw that the room was already lit, she was amused because she didn't have to squint to see clearly.

"Come here, Lucasta."

Samson waved his hand lightly to signal Lucasta to come closer to him.

She immediately ran to his side and sat down on the bed, her blue eyes wide and staring into his ruby eyes.

"You're hungry, aren't you? I'll make some pies for you." He stroked her hair and asked.

"I ate a pie."

She replied as she rubbed her stomach with her hand.

Samson smiled. He knew she went to the kitchen herself and took the remaining pie. That was the nature of the species. However, he didn't know how she could find him on this last floor. Unless she has opened all the rooms in the castle.

"Let's go to your room. I will help you tie your hair."

He stroked Lucasta's blond hair again and quickly picked her up because he knew that her little legs must be tired from the search for the person she thought was her brother.

Like many other children, she was delighted to smile because she was carried up by him.

The ivory comb in his hand combed through her hair.

She wouldn't have known that her voluntary entry into the room had ruined his happy dream.

Just now, he had dreamed that he was helping Eirlys comb her hair. Eirlys also has blonde hair and blue eyes, exactly like Lucasta.

After Lucasta's blonde hair was tied by Samson into two beautiful braids and tied with a pink bow, she looked like a little princess. She happily rocked her legs on the high chair in front of the dressing table.

"Let's go out in the yard and go for a walk, Lucasta. I will teach you all concepts about everything around." He spoke as the clock chimed a long chime, signaling that the last sunlight had gone out.

The moment Lucasta put her feet on the green grass and witnessed the flower garden of all colors blooming, she said "oh" and took her hand out of Samson's hand and ran up to them to have a closer look.

She didn't know what they were called, but their colorful appearance attracted her.

Samson stepped forward, plucked a rose and handed it to her, and told her the name of each flower, then he told her the names of the trees around the ancient castle that was a thousand years old.

Although this gilded castle has spent a thousand years standing between heaven and earth, it is still magnificently beautiful and shows no signs of deterioration despite the ravages of time.

Samson spent a huge amount of money to build the work that marked these artistic quintessences.

When the forest became dense and rumors of ghosts appeared, the castle was also forgotten by humankind.

While Lucasta was walking with Samson, she saw bunches of red grapes hanging from the tree, so she stopped and stared at them.

Samson felt like her eyes were about to turn into grapes.

Because Eirlys liked to eat grapes, he bought them and planted them for her to eat. This entire garden was cultivated and cared for by him and her.

After she died, every time the fruit ripened, no one would eat it anymore. The fruit fell and was buried in the ground as his first love had gone forever.

However, the tree can still bear fruit, but she cannot resurrect.

The ripe bunch of grapes was quickly picked by Samson and he carefully peeled off the outer skin and put it in her mouth. He felt she was like a baby bird and he was like a mother bird.

On the opposite side of the castle, Maris was sitting by the upper floor window, enjoying a glass of red blood. She sighed as she saw Samson taking care of the little girl.

Ever since that fateful night, she thought that the handsome vampire guy had turned into a cold-blooded man, but when she saw him pampering the human girl, she understood that his heart was still warm.

"This is a grape and when you eat it, you will feel the sweetness. Remember, it's called sweetness."

He tried to describe and teach Lucasta little by little.

She nodded vigorously and continued to open her mouth to let him feed her.

Next, he took her to other fruit trees and let her taste all the sour, bitter, spicy, and even pale flavors.

Poor little girl, when she tasted the mango, her face wrinkled, and when she tasted the chili, she cried loudly because it was too spicy.

Her lovely face was drenched in tears.

Lucasta's loud cry startled Maris and spilled a glass of blood, and the owl sitting in her hand was suddenly thrown against the wall.

In an instant, Maris appeared at the gate of Samson's castle.

Inside the courtyard, Samson was frantically coaxing Lucasta. He picked grapes and then picked plums for her to eat to soften the spicy taste of the chili, but the more he comforted her, the more she cried and kept shaking her head, making him not know what to do anymore.

"Samson, please invite me into your castle." Maris raised her neck and called out.

"Please come in."

Samson hurriedly responded to Maris' request and in less than half a second, the female vampire appeared beside the two of them.

Maris gasped when she saw the fruit scattered on the grass and Lucasta's red, swollen mouth. She immediately turned to Samson and widened her eyes.

"Oh my god, what have you done to Lucasta?"

"I was just teaching Lucasta about the names of fruits and their taste." Samson explained.

"And did you feed her chili? Do you think she's a parrot?"

Maris carried Lucasta in her arms and returned to her castle.

Samson also hurried to follow her.

He was surprised when he saw Lucasta stop crying after she drank a full glass of milk.

"Milk can make her less spicy, right?" He took a tissue to wipe Lucasta's mouth and asked.

"Right. Capsaicin in spicy foods is terminated with a long hydrocarbon tail and its characteristic is that it is a non-polar molecule as well as soluble in other non-polar substances. Milk is a non-polar molecule, so it will dissolve the capsaicin and the casein protein in the milk will attract the capsaicin, causing it to drift off the tongue and help her reduce the spicy sensation."

Samson's handsome face turned foolish as he listened to Maris's interpretation. The things she was saying weren't in his mind, and when he heard her talk about them, everything in his head was jumbled.

After all, who did she hear all that knowledge from? Could it be that she heard from the man who killed Vincent?

Maris continued to peel a chocolate candy and put it in Lucasta's mouth. The sweetness of the chocolate spread quickly in the mouth, making Lucasta amused and grinning while her clear eyes were still wet with tears.

"Chocolate candy is made from two principal ingredients that are sugar and milk..."

"In short, if she eats sweets, she won't be spicy, right?"

He interrupted Maris' words and bent down to carry Lucasta.

The little girl was not angry because her brother let her eat chili and made her mouth swell. She hugged his neck and put her head on it. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was still sipping chocolate candy.

Maris smiled and did not forget to put some chocolate candies in her hand.

"Thank you. Goodbye." Samson said.

"Nothing. Goodbye. Let me see you off."

As Samson carried Lucasta out of the castle, Maris's face suddenly turned sad. She turned her blue eyes to the painting depicting a handsome man hanging in the center of the castle.

Time passed faster than she could have imagined. Vincent had already been out of this world for twenty years.

Did Vincent know that the moment she saw him disappear into the sunlight, she no longer hated him?

Did Vincent know how much she regrets when she reminisces about the time she and he were together?

"Vincent, I'm sorry."