Green Moore is like a fairy tale that is hidden in an old oil painting. A place that keeps the secret of immortal blood, so that no one can find a big castle in the heart of the city, which is far from other areas. It is so remote that there are many rumours of both good and bad. Some say that it is the city of monsters. Some say that it is a cursed city. Some say it is a source of treasure. But if someone thinks of being malicious or coming in for any result, they often do not go back to tell the truth to the outsiders. What is hiding here?

 

Despite refusing to take the throne, the castle of Jonoèl is still a treasure handed down to the only heir. Ramil Solay Jonoèl was greeted by a companion named Sat, who cared for him after the owner abandoned him. However, this time the return of the master who had been missing for hundreds of years did not come alone. Next to the tall body stood a small human who became the new master of the castle. Jonoèl is back, too.

 

Pann spends his free days arranging flower vases with almost a hundred points around the castle. The garden behind the architecture is as vast as the eye can see, a source of high-quality products for him to spend early mornings shopping for a variety of flowers. Bringing it to arrange a vase that can do the most per day is probably not a fraction of a floor.

 

All points. The first vase came back to visit Chao, waiting for the day of cleaning. Two hands gathered flowers on the floor and put them in their arms. The owner of the body has two attendants and assistants, but there are a large number of guards around this garden that Pann doesn't know about. Ramil allows him to live in Green Moore as needed, but that doesn't mean that there is no Pokpong.

 

The little master has a private mirror room for arranging hundreds of vases awaiting care. Pann quickly took care of the rose thorns first. He put on gloves and picked up scissors to decorate the excess leaves. Big round eyes don't care about anything except what makes his brain rest. Don't even care about the arrival of the big master.

 

Ramil sent a privacy signal to the attendants inside the glass room. Since Green Moore still lacks a new leader, Ramil is responsible for many of the kingdom's decisions. He has just returned from business in a distant city. The first thing that comes to mind is not rest, but a white body owner committed to arranging vases.

 

"Pann"

 

"Mr Ramil!"

 

The smile is stained with sweetness. The round cheeks are raised to keep the joy on the face. Ramil is close to the person who stood up to welcome him. Thick lips touch the back of the head before slowly moving to the same organ. The sweet kiss that has been missing for many days nearly kills the Jonoèl bloodline. Sometimes he thinks of going back to the real world because he wants to live a simple life every day in a second-hand store with the owner of his heart.

 

"I thought you would go longer."

"I just miss you so much."

 

The cheeks were red to the ears. No matter how many times he dropped sweet words on Pann, he never got used to it. And it made Ramil unable to help but kiss him again.

 

"Mr Ramil, do you want to rest first?"

"I want you to go with me."

 

"I just started to arrange it myself."

"How much longer?"

 

"Today I would like to arrange about 10 vases."

"So I don't have to sleep in this mirror room?"

 

Pann burst out laughing. Because if Ramil refuses to go back, rest on a good castle, he will have to lie down and wait on the regular wicker chair that he usually uses to sip coffee and watch him arrange flowers. The sighs of the person who hugged Ramil tightened until he was satisfied. Before separating, he went out to sit and wait for the two of them to lift him, move his tired body, and sit down in the chair, leaning against the backrest with his two legs raised.

 

"Good night, Mr Ramil."

 

"I will dream of you."

 

Soon, the breath came in and out in a regular rhythm. Ramil fell asleep. It takes both physical and mental effort to work, while Pann efficiently arranges the vase without an assistant. Beautiful hands support the flower. The rose in the hand was embroidered into a large, dark brown vase. The light brown eyes compare the colour of various flowers on the table. When it's as you like, arrange it.

 

It's in the place that makes this vase perfect from the 1st to the 2nd. Soon, it's the last one. In the centre of the main hall of Jonoèl Castle, there are more than 10 vases. That's why he didn't think of it. He stepped back and looked at the lined-up ceramics. Pulling some wrong flowers. Find new flowers to replace them until he was satisfied. Pann began to arrange flowers after lunch. But before it was finished, it was almost dinner time. However, there were some points that I wanted to fix. But the time passed, and him have to cut off and go out with two vampires who were waiting not far away to help distribute all the vases back to his place. As for him, it was time to deal with people who had not yet fallen out of sleep.

 

"Mr Ramil"

"Done"

 

"Hmm"

 

The owner of the pale face nodded in response, standing up and twisting to chase fatigue before drawing his arms onto Pann’s shoulders.

 

"Are you hungry?"

"I'd rather take a shower first."

 

"Then they don't have to set the table."

"Yes"

 

Jonoèl Castle sends the scent of flowers from the craftsmanship of people walking side by side to the upper bedroom. Ramil did not forget to inform the caretaker about the dinner that they will have a little later.

 

The spacious bedroom takes up almost the entire floor, divided in a proportionate manner. People who complain early in the morning. Instead, he fell on the sofa in front of a large stove that is only used during the winter. Pann looked at his eyes. Ramil immediately knew that the other person wanted to rest before cleaning himself. The tall, airy body stepped down to soak in the well prepared for him. The hot steam helps to relax the person who has been using their body hard for many days, relieving fatigue. The naked body is immersed in the water until he is satisfied. He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the backrest, but he had to open his eyes when he heard the sound. The footsteps that he remembers well, and who they belong to.

 

"I'm before you sleep."

"I can sleep in here."

 

Pann Winnafa didn't just say. The naked body took itself down. The well was large enough. Drop the body on a strong lap. Put your face down with the bare chest of the person who secretly smiled.

 

"What's wrong, huh?"

"You're begging me."

 

"If Mr Ramil is free tomorrow, can you take me to visit the city?"

"Sure"

 

Ramil carefully kissed the other's hair with a thick hand, moving to support. Don't let him miss the move to fall from his lap.

 

"Are you bored?"

"Not at all."

 

"Tell me when you want to go back to your world again."

 

They both had the opportunity to return to the real world after living in Green Moore. Ramil and Pann did not tell anyone about the decision because it did not affect the world. Everything remains normal, as if there were no Green Moore chapter in this novel.

 

"Do you want to visit and Pokpong each other next time?"

"Go wherever you want to go"

 

Two bodies hugging each other, warmed by the hot water, indicate it's time to get out of the bath, which is like lying in a pond. Ramil does not let the white body touch the ground. He holds Pann in the princess position while two little hands manage to wrap around the neck of the naked body. The water is handled by the castle owner willingly

 

"Are you begging me special today?"

"I don't know."

 

The smiling face couldn't help but give a kiss as a reward to the person who made a confused face, even though Ramil could see from the moment he entered the bathroom together what his heart wanted. He raised a smaller body to float on the floor. Put another person on a large bed, then lean over to give it to you. Just a light touch was well received by the person under the body.

 

Everything went beyond the mealtime. However, no one paid attention to the body, moving tightly, hugging each other on the soft bed Pann had fallen in love with. It's more than anything. The moonlight shines through the curtain, hitting the wall, enough to make the bedroom brighter tonight. If worry is like a flame, it will melt into Pann until it becomes ashes, a sweaty, sweet face dancing up and screaming. But sometimes vents with the white shoulders of the other person until the sharp fangs of the powerless person appear.

 

It took longer than the sweet night would end. Ramil leaned on the back of the bed. He let the tired person lean on his chest for shelter. Two hands hugged the thin body tightly as if he were afraid that someone would take it away. But instead of the owner of the clear cheeks resting from fatigue, he used his soft brown eyes that Ramil liked so much, looking at him and not taking his eyes off.

 

The concern of leaving for just a few days makes the two bodies yearn for each other all the more. Pann let go, but the person in front of him would do the same to him. The owner of the glasses can't leave the white face. Free lips are imprinted on the cheeks of the person in front of him before a smile adorns the face.

 

"I miss you, Ramil"

"Then I'll miss you more."

 

"I love you, Ramil."

"Then I would love you more." Laughter sounded in the south bedroom. The castle of Jonoèl in the Kingdom of Green Moore

 

Pann never thought how happy he could be with choosing a path that he never dreamed of. He was preoccupied with a grudge that didn't let his brain leave anything other than the plan to get it back. Don't let your mind go of the idea that humans and vampires can't live together—two blood-stained hands of the race that don't think to forgive. But now, he sleeps comfortably in the arms of the one who used to be the king of all vampires.

 

We all have unforgivable faults. Even if the other party is no longer angry, a fraction often keeps this as a reminder. Let it be a great lesson, and always review when deciding to do something for a while. Brahmil himself as well. The heart that has never given itself to anyone now belongs to the person in full embrace. Does he not think that the feelings that have formed in How can the heart be born? Because the deeper you search, the final answer will not be able to escape, because it is Pann Winnafa. That's why he loved with all his heart.

 

Previously, the immortal body had no reason to continue living, but after another person came into his life. The answer is clear: he wants to spend his whole life talking, watching, hugging, waking up to greet each other in the morning, and giving a sweet kiss before going to sleep.

 

He wants to live for Pann, just like Pann agreed to leave. There are many things to have in life....

 

This love would be like a song without a last note. It's famous. A novel that can't be finished. But Ramil and Pann know how tightly their hands are. Know that past events are enough to learn from, to support the heart that heals itself and gets through various stories from now on.

 

Both of their love will be by their side, encouraging and proof.

 

In the end, no matter how the story of this novel ends, the love between Ramil Solay Jonoèl, the immortal bloodline dubbed a vampire, and Pann Winnafa, a human without any superpowers.

 

Will be eternal...