My Blood Legacy: Reincarnated as a Vampire

"My mother is right... You really do stink." Morgana commented while holding her nose, pushing the smell away from her nostrils.

"Seriously, Dante, you smell like sulfur and blood. If you want to keep playing the 'great leader,' I suggest you fix that before you ruin our collective sense of smell." She teased.

"You've been quite loose lately, trying to impress your mother? Look at how I have control over my husband!" he joked, smiling—something Dante had been doing less of lately.

Reaching the intricately carved double doors, Morgana extended her hand and opened them with a dramatic flourish. "Welcome to the bathroom of the gods, airhead. Try not to break anything this time."

"Of course, thank you. The 'great leader' will wash up now." Dante said as he entered, leaving Morgana behind.

"Trying to impress? I was trying not to turn you into prey... but she's more interested than I thought." Morgana spoke after the door closed and teleported, appearing where Alice was.

"Is he okay?" Alice asked, her tone genuinely concerned.

"He's better now," Morgana answered, crossing her arms. "But carrying one more sin will weigh on him. We both know he's already at his limit, but he doesn't realize it... Well, whatever, we'll deal with that later... My problem right now is you." Morgana said, looking at Alice.

"What do you mean by that?" Alice asked. "Do you think I haven't noticed the way you've been looking at my husband?" Morgana questioned her mother, who looked confused. However... "When?" she replied, not bothering to hide it.

"Since he revived? Every time you've met him, you've looked at him like that. Why?" she asked, and Alice fell silent for a brief moment...

"I can't tell you." Alice spoke, leaving Morgana with a serious expression on her face. "Are you really my mother? Where is the imposing, greedy Queen who doesn't lower herself to any man?" Morgana asked, slightly irritated by her mother's expressions.

"Well... she's here... but my heart is elsewhere," Alice said, unafraid to suggest something.

"And I thought Aldria and Velryna or Sara and Lyrianna were enough... you're after my husband too?" Morgana asked, her gaze filled with curiosity. "Don't deny it." Morgana continued without letting Alice respond, in fact...

"You lost your chance to fool me a long time ago. When you were down there, I didn't help because I was analyzing you. You got so focused on admiring my husband that you completely forgot who you are and what you should be doing... The sealing story? You didn't even move." Morgana issued her ultimatum to the older woman, who slightly recoiled...

"What are you suggesting? I would never think like that about my dear son-in-law!" Alice countered, and Morgana bent down to her height, getting very close, locking eyes.

"You lost when you wore that outfit. You hate showing your skin, but here you are, showing off your thick legs and flaunting those tattoos you always hide." Morgana pointed at her. "Also, that neckline is quite revealing, you know? I don't even wear necklines like that, and I'm from the new generation." Morgana commented...

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Alice stood abruptly, her expression mixing rage and frustration. "WHAT'S THE PROBLEM, MORGANA?" she screamed, her voice echoing through the room.

Morgana stayed silent for a moment, raising an eyebrow. The outburst caught her off guard, but it was also something she expected. Alice, on the other hand, seemed to have lost control, her words tumbling out in a torrent.

Alice pointed a finger at her, as though Morgana's behavior was to blame. "Your husband is irresistible! It's HIS fault for always acting like... like..." She hesitated, struggling to find the right words, but her anger made diplomacy difficult. "...like a real man straight out of any sensible woman's fantasy!"

"You know what it's like to spend millennia surrounded by incompetents? Men who can't even hold a challenging gaze, let alone make me believe they're worthy of anything?" Alice continued, her tone wavering between anger and desperation. "Then he shows up... Your idiot with red hair, that arrogant smile, that confidence that seems like nothing could destroy it. And to top it off, he acts like he's just a detail, as if he doesn't know what he does to the people around him!"

Morgana couldn't help but smile. It was subtle, but it was there. Would Alice notice?

"So, you're telling me the problem is that he's... irresistible?" Morgana asked, crossing her arms and tilting her head, pretending to be irritated, though in reality, she wasn't.

"Exactly!" Alice exclaimed, throwing her hands up as if she had finally unburdened herself. "And before you say anything, yes, I know this is wrong. He's your husband, but... For all the realms, Morgana! He's a force of nature. He destabilizes me just by looking at me!"

"That's interesting..." Morgana remarked, thoughtful, ignoring Alice's attempt to downplay her confession.

"Interesting?" Alice repeated, her irritation resurfacing. "I just confessed that I have feelings for your husband, and you think... interesting?"

Morgana moved closer to her, her smile turning into something more intriguing. "Yes, because that explains a lot. And also because, honestly, I've been thinking about this for some time."

"What do you mean by that?" Alice asked, suspicious, taking a step back.

Morgana sighed, gripping her mother's shoulder firmly and looking her in the eyes. "I know how much you've sacrificed for me, for our people, for everything. And I know how much you've closed yourself off over the years, refusing any chance at true happiness to dedicate yourself to the throne. I grew up watching that."

"And that justifies you humiliating me now?" Alice asked, her tone quieter but still wary.

"It's not about humiliation, mother. I'm just... contemplating." Morgana let out a mischievous smile. "Dante already told me he finds you fascinating. And, well, if I'm being honest with myself, maybe you're the only person close enough that I'd consider... sharing."

Alice was left speechless, her eyes wide as she tried to process what she had just heard.

"You... are you saying that..."

"Yes," Morgana interrupted, her tone now completely serious. "If you want Dante, mother, and if he wants you, then we can talk about it. After all, a royal-worthy harem needs equally worthy women. Who better than the Queen of Witches to stand by my side?"

Alice opened her mouth to protest, but no words came out. The idea seemed absurd, but at the same time... did it make sense? The heat rose to her cheeks, something that hadn't happened in centuries.

'My daughter... is she a degenerate?' Alice thought at first... 'No, she's not that perverted...'

"You're testing me," she finally managed to say, crossing her arms as if trying to regain control of the situation.

"Testing? Why would I waste my time with that?" Morgana asked, confused. "Woman, I don't have time for games, I'm just accepting it. It was going to happen anyway." Morgana shrugged.

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"How was it going to happen?" Alice stammered. "Huh? Didn't you notice? Dante has been interested in you for a while now," Morgana shrugged again.

Alice stood stunned, her eyes wide as she tried to process Morgana's words. Her reaction was instant, though still confused.

"Dante... is interested in me?" She repeated, disbelief written all over her face. "But... when?"

Morgana gave a small, almost ironic smile, crossing her arms as if she couldn't care less about Alice's reaction. "I'm not sure exactly, I think it was after he decided to follow the path of the Ruler," Morgana shrugged.

Alice felt her stomach churn; this... this was too much to process.

"But... and you?" Alice asked, trying to regain her composure. "You knew all of this and just... accepted it?"

"I didn't accept anything, mother. I just... let things happen. I'm not stupid, I know how the dynamics work. I'm not as naïve as you think." Morgana shrugged again, her gaze challenging. "Dante is a strong man, and the people around him, especially the women, know that. He's always been like that. And if it's meant to be, it should be with someone who understands the power dynamic. Well, you must have noticed by now, he has quite the harem." She murmured.

"The biggest hurdle to all of this is whether you'll accept being his wife, even with so many others, and... understanding that he's not a man with much time." Morgana said, her smile somewhat crooked.

Alice took a step back, still trying to digest the avalanche of words coming from Morgana. "You're telling me that... everything that's happened, all this tension... this attraction Dante has for me... it was inevitable?"

"Yes, mother. Inevitable as Destiny itself, because he already had his eyes on you." Morgana shrugged. "I just didn't know you... would resist so much. I thought it would happen sooner, after the meeting of the rulers." She spoke without emotion, almost as if disappointed.

"I... I didn't know how to deal with it!" Alice exclaimed, her voice cracking for the first time.

Morgana looked at her, a gleam of understanding in her eyes. "I know, mother. I know... and that's why I'm giving you this chance. There's no more space to hide what we feel, nor to ignore what's happening. Dante is already aware of all of it, so... what are you going to do now?"

"Do you really think this is going to work?" Alice finally asked, her voice barely audible but filled with a sharp, lingering doubt.

"I don't think so, mother." Morgana replied with an enigmatic smile. "I know."

"So... what do you suggest..." Alice questioned, no longer resembling the Queen of Witches, but more like a little girl in love, feeling the weight of love for the first time... a strange, unstructured love, yet still a passionate one...

"Well... we're in a dimension without a time flow right now... I just need to remove my spell, and we'll return to normal time. He should be starting to wash up now... If you catch my drift." Morgana said, suggesting something that made Alice swallow hard.

"When you sealed— Wait! You want me to—"

"Come on, mom, you're not innocent... You know exactly what I'm talking about." Morgana said, giving a mischievous smile.