After their laughter slowly died down, Eira sat on the couch again. Kian sat across from her on another couch.
Dariush was calmer now.
The clouds outside had slightly vanished, and warm sunlight was now casting lightly into the office.
Dariush was the first to break the silence. He asked Kian: "So, Kian... Who is this elf prince that I am going to marry? Or let's say, who is he? And what is his name?"
Kian shook his head: "Unfortunately, I don't know. Plus, my dad didn't say who it is or where he is from in the letter."
Dariush remembered the words in the letter for a moment. Then he said: "Then go and see if you can find anything about that elf prince."
Kian stood up elegantly. His blonde hair swayed with his movement, and he said: "Understood."
He started moving, but before he could exit the office, Dariush said: "And something else."
Kian turned to him. Dariush continued: "Don't use formalities anymore. No need for it. Even if I am a duke and you are a prince, let's call each other without formality." — He smiled softly as he said the words.
Eira's eyes lit up, and she said: "That's great! Call me by name from now on too, Kian!"
Kian slightly blushed, smiled softly, and said almost shyly: "Understo— I mean... Okay, Dariush and Eira."
Both Eira and Dariush smiled back as Kian left the room.
The fireplace crackled loudly, but it only made the atmosphere cozier.
Eira said with a soft and adoring tone: "He's such a sweet boy."
Dariush paused for a moment, leaned back, and said: "I can agree with that."
Then he suddenly remembered another memory. His eyes twitched. He thought to himself: He is sweet and kind, even when killing others if he has to—unlike his father, the king of Nari. The great Alexander Mehrzad, who can be both an asshole and a great emperor.
Eira: "Dear..."
Dariush snapped out of his thoughts and said casually: "Yes, Eira?"
Eira said with slight excitement: "Until now, the people of our estate already love you. How about going out and walking around the city a bit and even having a date?"
Dariush's expression softened, and he said: "You're excited to see people's reactions, aren't you?"
Eira stopped controlling herself and said: "Yes! Absolutely yes!"
Dariush chuckled heartily and then said: "Then let's go out."
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Soon after, they left the mansion wearing coats that were clearly expensive.
Eira's dress was a mix of red and black. But Dariush's attire was a mix of black and white.
The Farzad estate is 15% of the Nari empire. The Farzad estate has many cities and villages. But in the center of the estate, there is a big city called Lamina, where Dariush lives as the Duke of Autumn. Lamina city's name is now changed to Shiraz. No one knows why Dariush changed the name of the city. But actually, he changed it because he is Iranian (Persian), and Shiraz is one of the most beautiful cities in Iran, and he loves it.
Actually, Lamina—or let's say now Shiraz—is a very beautiful and lively city. The world of Tetramor has the technology of electricity, but it relies more on steam technology, especially in World 99, where Dariush currently is. Shiraz, with its natural beauty and the beauty of steam technology, becomes even more beautiful.
And today, the city is bustling again. The roads filled with carriages that have steam technology instead of horses. The sky filled with airships, balloons, wyverns, and birds. The streets filled with a mix of people and species, such as goblins, orcs that are big and humanoid, elves, dwarves, and many more.
Among everyone, there were two vampires: Eira and Dariush. The air was cold, and sunlight was low because of the gray clouds. Eira clung elegantly to Dariush's right side, showing how much she loved him, while maintaining her natural elegance at the same time.
As they continued to walk, people paid respect in various ways—some opening the way for them, some bowing slightly to them, and so on.
And the people... They didn't look at Dariush with fear or hatred. They looked at him with respect and admiration, and some with slight love or adoration.
Eira excitedly whispered to Dariush: "Look! They love you now!"
Dariush chuckled under his breath. His eyes filled with amusement.
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As they walked and occasionally whispered to each other with amusement and adoration, they saw a person.
That person was a woman with green, emerald-like eyes. Her hair was blonde like the sun, long and flowing, but messy and slightly dirty. That woman had teeth like a shark—sharp and pointed. She was on the ground, leaning against the wall next to a market. Her clothes were a little torn. Her upper cloth covered her breasts and extended to her biceps, leaving her abs exposed. She wore a leather skirt that looked like it was made for a warrior.
She had only one arm—her left arm. Her arm was amputated from the elbow down. She didn't have legs either; her legs were amputated from the knees down. Her body was covered in scars, some big and some small.
Her body was slightly more muscular than just toned. She said with a sharp tongue: "Help the veteran, you bastards."
Some people gave her coins or cash.
Eira and Dariush just stood a few steps away and watched from afar.
Dariush whispered to Eira with a mix of thrill and excitement: "I think I found my knight." (He smirked.)