Elena covered her ears in shock! Nini fell to the ground and wailed. But strangely, her screams gradually silenced the frog-like sounds that Elena couldn't block out no matter how hard she tried to cover her ears.
Elena's chest rose and fell as she finally noticed the little girl on the ground with tears in her eyes. She said slowly, "Thank you, Nini."
Nini: (❁´ω`❁)??
But Elena realized her "frog hands" still hadn't returned to normal. She immediately walked to the wardrobe and quickly rummaged through it, eventually finding two white lace gloves with long sleeves and putting them on her hands. Although the webbing between her fingers was a bit troublesome, there was no visible abnormality on the surface.
Elena turned around but immediately turned back and opened the wardrobe again, pulling out two white Lolita stockings and putting them on her legs. She felt things wouldn't end so easily. Before she found a solution, she had to hide herself well and make sure no one discovered her "abnormality."
After doing all this, Elena finally let out a sigh of relief, feeling temporarily "safe," but the sense of crisis in her heart grew stronger.
What exactly happened to me? How can I change back?
Elena found that she had no idea how to deal with it at all. Who... can help me?
At this moment, Elena suddenly remembered Aunt Mary's sixth piece of advice: Whenever you encounter any difficulty, you can always ask your father for help. He loves you very much.
This advice suddenly brought hope to Elena's heart. But she immediately thought of Aunt Mary's seventh piece of advice: Don't trust your father. He will kill you.
Elena paced back and forth in her high heels for a long time before finally stopping. Then, I just won't believe what my father says!
She immediately strode towards the door and opened it. "Where are you going, Master?" Nini licked the cream on her hand and said, "If you don't eat it, Nini will eat it all up."
Elena turned around, her lips curling up. "No, Nini, you can't eat it. You have to come with me."
[Nini's affection for you -10]
Nini's screams seemed to have a suppressing effect on the strange phenomenon happening to her. Of course, Elena had to carry this amulet with her.
Elena led Nini out of the room, through the corridor, and into the auditorium. At this moment, many servants were busily preparing everything in the auditorium.
"Princess." "Your Highness." Seeing Elena's arrival, the maids all bowed.
Elena saw ten long tables at the bottom of the auditorium steps, each table with ten luxurious chairs. On the table in front of each chair was a nameplate with the name of a guest. One hundred seats, one hundred guests.
Elena muttered to herself. "Has anyone seen my father?" she asked.
"The Count is in the first room at the back of the auditorium," one servant said.
"But the Count is in a bad mood now. Princess, it's best not to go to him," another servant said.
Elena frowned. "Today is my coming-of-age ceremony. Why is my father in a bad mood?"
"The Count is very happy about today. Every step of the ceremony was personally supervised by the Count. The Count loves you very much, my noble princess," one servant said.
"It's just that there was a small mistake in the ceremony arrangement, and the Count is very angry about it. The Count wants to give you the most perfect coming-of-age ceremony. He won't allow the slightest flaw in your ceremony," another servant said.
Elena suddenly realized that her father was a Virgo.
"What mistake occurred in the arrangement of my ceremony?" Elena asked curiously.
The two servants looked at each other. "A very small mistake." Originally, the Earl was planning to invite a hundred guests to the princess's coming-of-age ceremony, but just now he received the news that one of the guests couldn't make it.
Elena let out a cold breath.
Aunt Mary's fourth piece of advice: Your coming-of-age ceremony must have exactly a hundred guests, no more and no less.
Although she didn't know the reason, Elena felt that the current situation was definitely not a good omen. "No! I must see my father right away!" Elena said and quickly led Nini toward the back of the hall.
The two servants looked at each other, feeling that the princess's obsessive-compulsive disorder seemed quite serious.
When Elena reached her father's room, she heard her father's angry shouts coming from inside! "Get out! All of you, get out! I can't tolerate the slightest flaw in Elena's coming-of-age ceremony! You don't understand! You don't understand anything at all!"
"Earl, with all due respect, it's just one less guest. If you wish, I can go and invite another one right away," the vampire butler's voice came from inside the room.
"It's no use, no use. I said, you don't understand what's going on," her father's voice was almost crazy.
"What don't we understand?" At this moment, a pleasant female voice rang out. Elena knew it was her stepmother.
"You're always in love with that human! So your love for Elena has become even more excessive! That's why you can't tolerate giving her anything imperfect!" Her stepmother's voice was very angry.
"Dracula! I, Margaret, am also your wife. I gave birth to your daughter! But since you brought Elena to the castle six years ago, have you ever looked at us, mother and daughter, even once? If one day you could give us half of the care you give Elena, I believe I would wake up smiling in my dreams."
Elena lowered her head. It seemed that her stepmother wanted to harm her not only because she coveted her blood but also out of jealousy. So it seemed that her father really loved her.
"Get out! Go away! I'm very confused right now! Don't force me, or I'll tear you apart!" Dracula roared.
"Madam, the Earl's condition is very bad. So..."
"Let's go," Margaret said in a low voice.
Snap! The door was opened. Elena and Nini were standing outside.
"Oh! It's the princess! You look so radiant today, as charming as fresh blood," the bald butler with a blood-red bow tie and a terrifyingly pale face greeted her politely.
"Elena?" Margaret, elegant and graceful, opened her small fan and smiled: "Congratulations. After the ceremony, you will be a true vampire princess."
Elena gracefully curtsied, holding her skirt: "Thank you, Aunt, for your blessing."
Margaret's lips curled up: "By the way, you've met Aruka many times, haven't you?"
"Yes. My brother will personally escort me to the ceremony."
"That's good, that's good," Margaret nodded with a smile, then passed by Elena and ended the conversation decisively.
"Elena, why are you here?" Inside the room, Dracula, dressed in a high-collared black cloak, took two deep breaths and forced a smile. Dracula had a handsome appearance and a perfect figure, which was probably the standard for vampires. Although he was very old, in Elena's eyes, he looked about 30 years old.
Elena closed the door: "I'm sorry to disturb you, Father. But I seem to have a problem."
Dracula's eyes immediately became deep and even a little tense: "What's going on?"
Elena thought for a moment and then took off one of her gloves. Instantly, a green, frog-web-like hand was revealed. And Elena noticed that the green had spread to her forearm.