บท 157: Masquerade Ball

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Vampire King Apollyon

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Before his Empress had arrived at the ballroom, Apollyon had sat in his throne with his brows knitted in impatience. 

He had stood from his seat, paced and moved about--unable to stay still--before he went back to his throne again.

  The moment he saw the double doors opened, his mouth fell open in shock.

His fingers touched his parted lips in an attempt to cover them when he saw the Empress.

Apollyon scrambled from his seat to approach her, but then he stopped in midstride.

The first thing that he saw was the Empress

She had her head bowed down to the ground while she held a crimson wreath on both of her white silk-gloved hands. 

A ginormous Victorian bonnet had obscured her whole head that Apollyon couldn't see her face--much less her large golden eyes.