[Western Fantasy, Gender-Bender] An Employer Could Never Become a Wife

After sleeping for a thousand years, the naive young vampire lady finally got a chance to go outside. By chance, she rescued a duke who had been betrayed by his childhood friend and thrown off a cliff.

At the time, the duke was a pitiful man whose legs had been devoured by monsters, hovering between life and death. In the pouring rain, he felt around for the vampire lady's boot and begged for help.

"Ten gold coins, and I'll save you." The vampire lady named her price.

She was acting on a whim, following her fancy. She could leave whenever she wanted.

She never expected that this man, who believed in the God of Light and had once been so wary of her, would open his collar and piously offer her his flesh and blood, just to keep her interested.

In the dark of night, she could clearly see the tiny raised bumps trembling on his pale skin.

He panted, the muscles of his chest rising and falling beneath his shirt. A faint blush covered his freckled cheeks, and his lowered lashes hid the watery sheen in his gray-green eyes.

"I'll give you anything you want," he said. "So please, bite me."

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The Spencers are the greatest noble family in the kingdom, the king's closest advisers, and, for generations, the most faithful followers of the God of Light. Of course, that includes the current head of the family, Olivier Antoine Spencer.

He was blessed by the God of Light at birth. He could freely enter the temple of the God of Light, and he grew up as a close friend of the Holy Son.

He believed in the light and despised all dark creatures. He never imagined that one day he would be betrayed by someone he trusted and reduced to relying on the help of a dark creature to return to the kingdom.

She had strength to spare, but she was stupid, childish, naive, and empty-headed. He'd only spent a little money, and already he had her wrapped around his finger.

"At first, I planned to wait until she brought me back, give her what I'd promised, and then go our separate ways. After all, my faith doesn't allow me to associate with dark creatures."

"But I think I've made a mess of things." The duke's voice was soft. "Because I realized that I might actually like her."

"I've betrayed my faith."

She was so innocent and clueless. He had torn out his heart and given it to her. She held it in her hands without the slightest idea what it was, squeezing it and playing with it, then tossing it aside when she got bored.

He knew it. He had known it all along. But still, he humiliated himself, kneeling meekly beside her, picking up the discarded heart and begging her to look at it again.

In the end, it turned out that he was the only fool.

The synopsis is provisional and may be revised. The duke's legs will be healed with magic later, but he'll probably be crippled most of the time.

Synopsis written on 2025.2.1

Theme: World peace