Dance of Blood and Magic ENG

We belong to each other..

When Charlotte and Engfa appeared in their room, Charlotte was still tense and nervous. What had happened had shaken her up so much, especially Elysandra's behavior and obsessive words were eating away at her mind. She took a deep breath and quickly went to the dressing area behind the closet.

Engfa silently looked after Charlotte, his gaze full of love. He could feel her tension, and deep down he wanted to comfort her. He sat down on the bed, smiled slightly, and then said with a sweet reproach, "You could have dressed in front of me, Charlotte," his voice was both soft and gentle.

Charlotte paused slightly when she heard Engfa's words behind the wardrobe. A smile appeared inside her, but she was still uneasy. The sweetness in his voice showed that Engfa was trying to comfort her, but the thoughts in her head would not leave her alone. She took a deep breath as she struggled with her clothes a little more and found the courage to respond to Engfa's sweet rebuke. But the slight blush on her face also gave away how these words had affected her.

"So," Charlotte said, calling out a little shyly from behind the cupboard, "Sometimes a little privacy is good, Engfa..." Her voice was trembling slightly, but there was also a warmth in it.

Engfa laughed softly at Charlotte's shyness, but as if to show that he respected her tender, fragile side, he did not press her further. "Your privacy is good, but you should know that I will love you no matter what," he said softly.

Charlotte suddenly had a mischievous idea. She wanted to relieve the tension inside her and punish Engfa a little. Her eyes went to the nightgowns in the closet. She wanted Engfa to be a little surprised, so she decided not to miss the opportunity.

She called out from behind, "Engfa, can you provide me with some fresh blood?" Her voice was innocent and slightly sweet, but the intention she carried was very different.

Engfa slightly raised her eyebrows at Charlotte's question and turned around. "Fresh blood? But you just drank, Charlotte... Are you starving again?" she asked with slight surprise.

Charlotte smiled mischievously as she slowly opened the closet door. "Yeah," she said, her tone a little more sarcastic. "It's been a busy day."

Engfa took a deep breath, his eyes briefly lingering on Charlotte, but he sensed nothing else. "Very well," Engfa said. "I won't disturb Myx, I'll be right back." Then he disappeared from the room in a cloud of magical smoke.

Charlotte immediately took action. She ran towards the closet and reached for the most provocative nightgown. In her hand was a thin, silk nightgown that hugged her body completely. The nightgown had a deep V-neckline, elegantly hugging her breasts before falling from her shoulders on thin straps. The back of the nightgown was completely open, with a delicate cut that slid gently over her shoulders. The thin fabric revealed the natural glow of her skin where it hugged her body. At the bottom of the nightgown, the slit went up to her waist, leaving her legs completely exposed and fluttering gently with each of Charlotte's steps.

She quickly released her hair and went to the mirror and combed it nicely. Her hair was slightly curled as it fell on her shoulders, it had a natural shine. A slight mockery and charm shone in her eyes. Together with her nightgown, she had a completely seductive appearance. Engfa thought about how she would react when she saw this sight when she returned, and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

Engfa returned to the room in a magical haze and slowly placed the bottle of fresh blood he had brought on the table. With a slight smile, he muttered, "It's been a busy day." Then, he whispered a spell and his clothes were instantly replaced with comfortable bed clothes. He looked at his reflection in the mirror as he quickly pulled his hair up from the top of his head. The mark of Charlotte's mating bite was still shining, a faint halo of light on his skin.