My Most Precious Human novel Chapter 168

I stared at the world outside as if I was looking at it for the first time. It seemed different, more vivid, more intense. I recognized the view quickly: I was looking at the central fountain and garden of the Palace. I didn't have a view like that while I was living in the chamber of the east wing. Judging by that, I concluded that I must have been placed in the main building… Considering that I had to die to get here, it felt bittersweet.

I stayed exposed to the sunlight for some time, waiting to experience any kind of tickling or itching as a sign of sunburn, but that didn't happen. Then I took a closer look at my hands. My skin was pale and perfectly even. Excited about discovering the new me, I rushed to the wall mirror in the corner of the chamber. I focused on my reflection and gasped.

I looked similar yet different as if every single detail of me had become more saturated and exposed. My black hair glowed with a raven-like hue, forming a silky surface that gently absorbed the sun rays streaming through the window. My green eyes were like sparkling emeralds, framed by longer than before onyx eyelashes. Placed among the pearl complexion, the green depth of my pupils seemed for the first time defined. Although my white silk nightgown and bare feet should have given me a ghostlike vibe, I gaped at myself, grinning. I chuckled, scolding myself for the vanity of self-admiration, but I couldn't help that I enjoyed staring at my reflection.

I couldn't stop thinking about what else had changed within me. Did I become faster, stronger, more agile? I quickly noticed that my senses became sharper than before, and I needed less focus to control them. I could see details with almost microscopic precision. I could hear the faintest sounds, or I could choose to block them. And I could smell…

"Sariel…" I muttered under my breath.

I was able to sense him standing in the corridor a little away from my room. He stood there as if he was hesitating whether to come nearer or not. I ran to the door, inwardly debating if I should open it. My heart beating in a brand-new heartrate emanated a hysterical desire. I wanted to run to him, put my arms around him, and shower him with kisses, but I was afraid. What if Sariel didn't like the new me? My blood must have changed its scent. What if he found it disgusting? I must have lost the ability to make him stronger. What if he no longer found me attractive? What if his emotions changed now that I had become a vampire? Fighting through the anxiety, my hand went to the door handle. I opened the door. I wanted to see him despite everything, but… he was no longer standing in the corridor. I could only hear his footsteps as he walked downstairs, getting further and further away from me. I wanted to run after him, but then I felt the presence of someone else.

"Came to examine me, Will?" I asked before turning around to face him.

He flinched and scanned me with a confused stare. He seemed deeply surprised. I guess he wondered why I was so composed, considering waking up as a vampire. The answer was simple: I didn't feel any disadvantages from that change, at least not yet.

"I thought that you would sleep a little longer." He smiled nervously, urging me with a gesture to come back to my room.

I smirked and walked inside, leaving the door wide open for him to follow me. His jaw dropped when he saw my chamber filled with sunlight and me stopping by the window.

"You are a fucking miracle," he muttered, slowly looking me up and down.

I chuckled. Will seemed sincerely flustered. That made me wonder what he suspected me to be like as a newborn vampire.

"Do I look… weird?" I locked my curious stare on him.

"No…" He agitatedly shook his head. "You look… hot…"

I burst out laughing. His comment made me a little hopeful that maybe Sariel would like me as a vampire as well.

"You don't look like a commoner," he stated, stepping closer.

"Then, what do I look like?" I raised my brows at him.

"You look like a pureblood," he muttered, walking around me.

I grabbed his hand and narrowed my eyes. "It this about me, not being allergic to the sun?"