The little vampire queen was squatting in a green bush while facing the two male vampires sideways, holding a small green bowl in her left hand, and picking flowers one by one in her right hand. The bright afternoon sun shone on her face, revealing her almost porcelain-white and flawless skin.
Venera looked like a little ray of the sun that escaped the clutches of the wiry network of tree branches and leaves, pure and clean, shining upon the dark land.
The delicate fragrance of flowers attracts butterflies to fly by. Perhaps due to the fragrance of those flowers gathered up in the green bowl, a butterfly landed on the little girl's slender, white fingertips and slowly flapped its wings in a playful yet elegant manner.
The beautiful scene of peace and tranquility at this moment made the two male vampires, who were on one side of the clearing, not help but slow down their steps, with inevitable gentleness coating their eyes and faces.