The Incubus System

The Incubus System Chapter 509. The Vampire Queen's Invitation V

"Is something wrong, Damian? Does the food not suit your liking?" asked Nefaris upon my silence. Her eyes fixed on me, observing every change in my expression.

Luckily, my brain quickly could make an excuse.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. But my master does not allow me to eat this kind of food. Those are our rules," I excused, hoping she would buy my nonsense reason.

She covered half of her mouth with the back of her hand gracefully and held back her laughter.

"Pfft, what a stupid rule. Just ignore it, she doesn't know anyway," she said in a nonchalant tone.

I bent my head down in regret.

"I can't..."

She lowered her hand, revealing a frown on her forehead.

"She controlled you even for a small thing like this?" she said in disbelief.

"That's stupid," she scoffed.

"Rules are rules, Your Majesty. I'm sure you also don't want your servant to break your rules either. After all, I only eat special foods. I don't think my stomach can handle this," I explained.

Although I completely made that up, based on the information from the internet and books, some demons indeed only ate certain kinds of foods. Either fruits or meats. It was something similar to a vegan in the human world.

"Special food? It makes me wonder…" She placed her elbows on the table and crossed her hands in front of her chin. "What are you, Damian? Why have I never seen a demon like you before?" Her curiosity was evident in the tone of her voice.

Okay… I didn't think that far. I tried to find an excuse, but I couldn't find it. She could simply find my lie from my blood.

"I don't know… Sorry," I said apologetically.

"You do not know? Where are your parents?" She said in disbelief.

Her question reminded me of my human parents. But I decided to answer it by shaking my head from side to side.

A long exhale out of her mouth.

"A lonely stray demon, I see. No wonder you are so attached to your master." She leaned her back on the chair without taking her eyes off me. "But I'm still curious about you so I need to find out for myself," she added.

I thought that was the final reaction, but I was wrong. In one breath, she suddenly stood up and approached me like a ghost approaching her victim. Her face in front of mine. Even though I could catch all of her movements, I held my reflex to dodge or counter her.

A smile on her face.

"Especially your face… It reminds me of someone…" she continued. I was sure she meant Lord Damon.

"I wonder if you are related to him. Though… that's a bit impossible since I don't feel any similar demonic power from within you. No, I don't even feel your demonic power at all…" Which she ended by approaching my neck.

But I didn't budge.

"I thought the queen of vampires only invited me to eat. Not inviting me to be her food." I prepared to restrain her since it would be weird if I just threw myself at her.

She giggled.

"I do what I want..." She whispered. But instead of walking away, slowly, she moved her head from my shoulder to my neck and inhaled my skin slowly. Then she paused and kept her face away. Her brows furrowed. Confusion was evident on her face.

"This is impossible… Why can I smell a faint smell of human blood from you?" Her face in front of mine.

"What are you? Are you a human? A half? Wait… that's impossible." Her pupils moved side to side.

"Humans can't possibly defeat demons that easily and you fight using demonic power…" she added.

"I already said I don't know," I asserted.

Upon my answer, she licked her lips and showed me her two little fangs.

"Shall we find out then?" she hissed in excitement. Her confusion was replaced with a grin.

"It is unnecessary and I don't want to know either," I stated.

In an instant, her grin disappeared, replaced with a displeased expression.

"Why?" She asked.

"What's the point?" I replied.

"You don't want to know?" She confirmed.

I shook my head from side to side to answer her. "Thank you for the invitation, Your Majesty. I think I should go now," I said politely before I got up from my seat. But before I could do so, she pushed my chair away from the table, moved in front of me, and slammed the handles, trapping my body between her body and the chair.

"I haven't given you my permission yet," she glared in displeasure.

"You broke your promise, Your Majesty," I reminded her.

"I'm not. Yet…" A devilish smirk appeared on her lips. "I will if you don't want to obey me," she added.

"I only have one master and I want to keep it that way," I stated.

"Don't worry. I didn't mean to snatch you from your master…" Then she let go of the handles before she crossed her arm in front of her chest. The other touched her chin.

"And I'm not an uncivilized creature or thinking of letting you go either. So I have to think something about it," she muttered.

Her legs started to move to circle my chair. The click-clack sound rhythm of her heels echoing through the hall intimidated me. But I didn't move from my position and my expression remained cold.

A few seconds later she stopped behind me. Her hands land on my shoulders before descending to my elbows and ending at my waist.

"Do you have something on your mind? A request that your master can't grant or something? I will be happy to grant it to you as long as you give me your blood," she whispered full of temptation.

This was my chance ...

"I have it. But I'm not sure you'll grant it," I said bluntly.

"Just say it..." she purred.

"I want you," I said firmly.

"Me?" She continued with a condescending tone. "You want me?" She repeated in disbelief.

"Yes," I confirmed. "I want you."

Note: Nefaris doesn't realize Ethan is Lord Damon's son since his blood is slightly different from his. Lord Damon is a Death demon. While Ethan is a Nephilim. He also has slightly different blood from Erebus since Ethan also has human blood.