บท 260: Vladimir: The forgotten prince

A pair of night-black eyes slowly opened, then he sat up after staring at the ceiling for a while. Recalling his interaction with the undead, he got down from the bed.

His bare feet tapped the black marble tiles as he walked toward another large room inside his room.

Casually, picking up an Epic rank light white tunic, he threw it on then turned back. His steps are subconsciously silent, despite his staggering height.

Walking out of his room, he turned his head to his right, then to his left. Taking the left path, he suddenly found himself craving his blue-haired beauty.

His thoughts revolved around teasing her before doing anything else so he kept walking. As the lord of this castle, he knew every part of it, as he was the one who planned it.

Suddenly, he paused as he saw a blonde with short hair leaning against the wall, staring at the forgotten prince.