418 Plans For the Upcoming War

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Vampire King Apollyon

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Prince Aspen blinked before placing his goblet down the table in a clunk.

"Three casks of the 'White Stag'?" His voice rose in alarm, regarding Apollyon as if flowers were bursting out of his ears. "You must be out of your mind, Your Highness."

The waitress interrupted as she bent forward, facing Apollyon.

She 'accidentally' showed her well-endowed breasts, the loose cleavage on her dress dropping lower. "Is there anything else you would like to order aside from the White Stag, You're Highness?" 

"You are pretty." Prince Aspen's voice turned huskier as he saw the same thing Apollyon witnessed seconds earlier before he shifted his gaze to the empty goblet.  "Are you on the menu, young lady?"