บท 39: + Wrong Move +

Luna chuckled softly, selecting the perfect attire and shoes from the treasure trove of the Vampire King's Concubine. The elegant red gown she chose was captivating to the human eye. Yet, through her newly acquired vampire vision, Luna observed how light danced on every meticulous stitch, revealing the tiniest of flaws that somehow intensified the dress's vibrant hue.

The enhanced sensations of her new vampiric state made every touch electrifying. But being emotionally moved by something? That had a wholly different resonance now. The magnification of her senses was a double-edged sword; without control, she could easily be overwhelmed.