Reincarnated as the Vampire Princess' Familiar-Chapter 5 - 4 - Predestined familiar

At the end of the battle with Gerard, a swarm of reporters and high-ranking nobles crowded the conference hall, waiting anxiously. Naturally, all the flattery and attention were directed at... Ayra. I got my ass kicked, and she basked in the glory. Fair, isn't it?

«Princess Ayra Valakys, how does it feel to have forged a blood bond with your predestined familiar?» one reporter asks.

«Princess Ayra Valakys, is that why you waited until the very last day allowed by law—the day before your twenty-first birthday—to perform the binding ritual?» another quickly follows up.

Predestined familiar... Ayra briefly mentioned it as we were leaving the arena. In short, when a vampire's blood and magical energy perfectly align with a human's, the vampire's red energy—Sanguis—merges with the human's blue energy—Vis—during the binding ritual, producing a purple energy called Visanguis. It sounds simple, but according to the reporters, it's so rare that most vampires live their entire lives without ever seeing it.

«Isn't it obvious? I carefully selected my familiar after years of relentless research, unlike my little sister Levreshka, who settled for the first dying man she came across! A remarkable princess like me deserves an equally remarkable familiar!»

Ayra's answers to the barrage of questions were a mix of self-praise and digs at her younger sister—I get the impression they don't get along very well. After almost two hours that felt like an eternity, Ayra finally retreats to her bedroom, more exhilarated than ever, and I follow her.

«Clarify something for me: I heard from some reporters that vampires can't know if a familiar is predestined until its energy is released. So how did you know that I was your predestined familiar?» I ask her. If Ayra really pulled off such a miracle, maybe she's not the complete disaster I thought she was. Maybe she has some extraordinary ability no other vampire possesses!

«Well, simply put...» A smug grin spreads across her radiant face. «...I didn't. It was pure luck.»

Of course, I knew it...

«What?! And all that talk about years of relentless research?!»

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«Oh, that part's true. Ever since I was a child, I dreamed of having an attractive, manly human familiar with magnetic eyes, a statuesque physique, refined manners, and someone who'd treat me like a true princess...»

I lift my chin, puffing out my chest, letting her words of praise wash over me like a refreshing breeze. Knowing that someone as sensual as Ayra, a princess no less, thinks so highly of me...

«...but I couldn't find one, so I had to settle for you since the next day was my twenty-first birthday, and I wouldn't be allowed to have a familiar anymore.»

The sound of my heart shattering echoes through the room like a plate smashing to the floor. «You're really cruel...»

«You're so weird, though. From what I know, fear is the most effective way to push a human to release their energy, but you...» Ayra's face flushes, and her voice drops to a murmur. «...unleashed your power after I said I'd let you touch my boobs... You're such a perverted familiar. But... a promise is a promise, and a true princess always keeps her word.»

With an awkward movement, Ayra slides the straps of her long black dress off her shoulders. Her ample chest, barely concealed by a delicate black lace bra, comes into view. Finally, she unhooks it and lets it fall to the floor.

«C-Come on... touch them. You've earned it,» she murmurs, her voice trembling, her gaze turned away in embarrassment.

I swallow hard, standing just a few steps away from her.

Her magnificent, captivating breasts look even larger up close, bathed in the ominous red glow of the Maius Moon. Ayra told me that in Mildelar, there's no day or night, only two moons that alternate: the Maius Moon, the larger one, radiating crimson light, and the Minor Moon, identical to the moon of the human world. She also mentioned a third moon, but her tone turned uneasy, and she quickly changed the subject.

My hands inch closer, slowly. I savor the moment, the well-earned reward for my victory.

«L-Lyon... hurry up... this is really embarrassing...»

A bead of cold sweat trickles down my forehead. My fingers are just about to touch her soft skin...

«I can't do it...» I whisper, my voice heavy with immeasurable regret, as I pull my hands back at the last moment.

Am I crazy? Maybe. Will I regret it? Absolutely. But I have my reasons.

«W-What's wrong with you?!» she exclaims. «Do you... not find my body attractive?! How dare a dog like you refuse to touch your mistress's body?! This is an unforgivable insult!»

«That's not it!» I interrupt firmly. «I think—no, I'm certain—that you're the most sensual girl I've ever seen. I mean it, but...» I hesitate for a moment. «If my power was unleashed by the desire to touch your boobs, wouldn't actually doing it carry the risk of no longer being able to use Visanguis?»

A faint smile tugs at her lips, and then, in an unexpectedly tender gesture, she places a hand on my head, ruffling my hair like she's petting a puppy. «You're clever for a mere human!»

And she, honestly, seems far too stupid to be a vampire...

«Speaking of which...» Her smile grows wider, a mix of mischief and mockery, like a child plotting a prank. «...I've just come up with a brilliant plan to make the most of your perversion!»

I have a bad, really bad feeling...