The Fallen Vampire

The fairy king finally refocused his eyes after what felt like an uncomfortable amount of time for all involved and stared at Vermeil like she was some kind of living deity.

"T-This amalgamation of flavor…! Such richness! Such density! Such moisture! This must be the treat of the gods!!"

He immediately reached for more, but Vermeil yanked it just out of reach before he could do so.

"E-Eh!? What is the meaning of this!?"

"You didn\'t think it would be worth anything, right? I\'m curious to hear if your feelings have changed since then." Vermeil taunted.

"Y-Yes, yes of course! There exists nothing else like this in this world, I must have more!"

"Oh? Then what will you give me in return?"

"W-Whatever you desire, just stop talking and hand that morsel over!!"

Smiling in satisfaction, Vermeil held out the fairy king\'s prize once more and did not make any moves to inhibit him any further.

No longer seeing the need for regality, Daraxerxes tore off two hunks of cake in each hand and started shoveling them into his mouth.

The younger looking fairies behind him all inspected what was left of the cake curiously, and it was clear that they also wanted to try it.

"B-Back away, women! The human girl has gifted me this treasure, not you!"

"Aww, don\'t be like that, Mr. Fairy King! Share with your daughters!"

"Daughters? These are my wives! We\'ve been married for 4,000 years!"

Vermeil looked back and forth between the adult looking Daraxerxes and the six, childish looking women.

"...I need to start a registry for this world." she muttered with a shiver.

"Registry? What kind of registry?" The fairy king asked between mouthfuls.

"J-Just so that I know which places are the most... Kid friendly."

"Ah, well make sure to make a note that I do not particularly like children."

"...You sure?"

"?"

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Once the last crumb of cake was resting deep inside of Daraxerxes\' gullet, he let out an unreal belch as he patted his stomach like an old drunk man.

"Otherworldly human... yours is the most precious offering I have ever been gifted in all of my years... it is exemplary beyond description!"

"Thank you, dear sir! I made it myself!"

Immediately, Vermeil felt two very intense gazes bore into her back.

"W-With help from two of my slaves of course!" *This is a lie. Enyo and Taira made it. Vermeil and Aveena stuck their fingers in the batter afterwards.*

Daraxerxes nodded in understanding before lowering his head slightly in front of Vermeil.

"Please, tell me what I can do to repay such overwhelming generosity..? I will comply with anything that you ask."

\'Fuck yea!\'

Vermeil tried her best not to blow her cover this close to the finish line, but she was just so excited on the inside that she could barely help it.

"I won\'t ask for much, I just hope that you will allow my party and I to set up camp here for around three days or so. In addition, it would also be really helpful if you could stall any of my other... associates, who try to enter your forest for the duration of our stay."

Daraxerxes tilted his head in mild confusion.

"Is... is that all that you want?"

"Uh-huh! I\'m pretty low maintenance."

Unfortunately for Vermeil, Daraxerxes shook his head disappointedly.

"I do not know if I can honor that request, Heroine of Stars."

"W-What? Why not??"

"What you ask of me is too simple. For what I have received, you would dishonor the ritual if I were to give you anything less than what you have given me."

\'Dude, it was just a pound cake!\' Vermeil wanted to cry out loud.

She was close to pulling out her hair from the sheer frustration when she suddenly thought up a way to put this all on hold for now.

"Okay... well what if one day you allow me and a handful of my slaves to come and visit your kingdom for a time. At least a month or so?" she questioned hopefully.

Daraxerxes looked like he still couldn\'t accept such terms. "My friend, I-"

"We\'ll bring more cake too!"

"D-Deal!"

Daraxerxes forgot all about his precious honor and dignity and shook hands with Vermeil heartily.

Damn honor!

To hell with tradition!

All that mattered in this world was the glorious pursuit of poundcake!

"I\'ll make you a lemon and strawberry one next time too!"

Immediately, a comet seemed to descend upon Daraxerxes\' psyche, threatening to unravel any and everything that he had ever known.

"F-Fruit.. and.. confections..? Can these two truly be combined?"

"Sure thing!"

Excited, Daraxerxes threw his arm around Vermeil and laughed heartily.

"My, my! What a glorious lifelong friend I have made on this day!!"

Taira bit down on his teeth so hard that they cracked.

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A couple of hours was all that was needed for the lake inside of the fairy king\'s domain to become a fully booming campsite.

Numerous previously prepared tents were dotted around the body of water, and were either furnished with either sparse or lavish decorations depending on the tastes of the individual.

Taira and his wives had a rather large tent, but there wasn\'t very much inside of it.

A bed, a round table, and a wooden tub were all that they had in the way of furnishings, and that currently didn\'t really seem like enough space.

Probably because they were currently hosting three of the four fallen monarchs.

"I am sooo sorry!" Vermeil bowed her head in sincere apology.

"I should have briefed you guys on the plan before we got here, but time just really seemed to get away from us! I hope you all know that I meant no offense and I was only trying to-"

"It\'s alright, Vermeil. We understand your intentions." Ayame gave the human girl a pat on the head like a dog.

"Even if we wanted to be mad, the scene of you slapping Taira on the butt has more than made up for it!" Ja\'Zaki laughed.

"No truer words have ever been spoken." Aja nodded.

"Fuck you both."

Taira ran his claws across the wooden table and tried to forget the ungodly amount of irritation he felt from earlier.

The nerve of that fae… to lay his filthy hands on his wife while he was standing right in front of them!

He would have killed him if he wasn\'t a long hidden quasi-god.

"I must ask you though… how did you know that this silly little plan of yours would work in our favor?" Ja\'Zaki asked.

"Do we have to tell you something like that…? The plan worked, and that is all that matters right now." Taira said in exhaustion.

"Aww, but don\'t good friends usually share things like that with each other?"

"Then I\'ll tell Aja and Ayame after you\'ve left."

"So cruel!"

The other two women in question had very different reactions.

Aja: \'He didn\'t call me his best friend…\'

Ayame: \'Damn it, he called me his friend again.\'

Taira\'s ears suddenly perked up and he realized that he had much more pressing matters to attend to at the moment.

"Actually… all of you get out. We can play twenty questions in the morning."

The monarchs looked understandably surprised by the fact that Taira had changed his tune so fast, but they ultimately did not try very hard to question him.

Once they were all outside the tent, Taira suddenly stood up and tossed Aveena over his shoulder like a burlap sack.

"Uwah?! Why?!"

"Did you think that I would forget about you?"

Taira tossed his wife onto the bed before he crawled on top of her and held her in place with his body weight.

"We have some things to talk about, don\'t we darling? You are going to tell me every single thing that is wrong with you if it means I have to hold you underneath me all night."

Aveena released an audible gulp born of equal parts shyness and arousal.

"A-Any chance we could just have sex like normal?"

"Sure. Tomorrow night that is."

"Nooooooo!! I don\'t want to express my vulnerabilitiesss!!!"