Friday, January 12, 2035.
Devil's Planet, Devil Empire Capital, Heaven Company, 11:00 a.m.
Veronica was a vampire lady, she dressed in long silk red fitted evening gown with red cape, blue sheer and white mini hat. She was a high society lady, with wanderlust and a firing ambition of touring around the world. Whenever she felt like she might lose her elegance, she shall wonder where's her ladylike manners?
She had reached five main planets in her short life, witnessed divere landscapes, and experienced diverse local customs. She witnessed setting sun settled on orange sea with romance. She encountered dusk monsoon came from fragrant sea with fragrance. She met those people finished their one day's work, and came back home with smile.
Year 122, Vampire City, Dance Club
"What love is?"
Veronica inquired what love is to a strange gentleman, drinking red wine on her own at the bar counter. She felt like she got drunk, when she inquired what love is to a strange gentleman. If she wasn't drunk, how could a lady inquire what love is to a strange gentleman that she just met at the first sight.
"Love is the most soothing music composed of each other's heartbeat, it can only be heard by true lovers, when their both hearts beat as one."
Valor compared love to the most soothing music composed of heartbeat, hearing his heartbeat faster than the usual. He just casually glanced at Veronica at the first sight, but his heartbeat seemed like to tell that he shall never forget this woman. Sometimes love came suddenly, and left no time for preparation.
"How romantic! I'm Veronica! May I know your name?"
Veronica agreed with him, introduced herself with ladylike manners, and inquired this strange gentleman's name. If both people knew each other's name, there shall be a kind of connection between them. What kind of connection between them might be? Maybe they were gonna be each other's good friend or muse or true lover.
"I'm Valor! I'm honored to talk with you, ma'am!"
Valor replied with gentlemanlike manners, gazing at Veronica's figure with admiration and curiosity. He was full of admiration, when he saw she was perfect. He was curious that why did a perfect lady possibly drink alone at the bar counter? He wondered what did she truly want and how could he possibly help with her troubles?
"You are so gentlemanlike! Will you treat me a glass of red wine?"
Veronica uplifted this young gentleman's spirits, and asked him for a treat. Red wine would be lovely, but she couldn't afford the price. She desired for luxury, but her chief trouble was poverty. She wore one fake luxury, slipped into diverse high society club, and ordered an expensive red wine for free of charge.
"Surely! It's on my treat! May I have a dance with you?"
Valor agreed with Veronica, and asked her for a dance. How could he possibly miss his opportunity to treat her a glass of red wine? He spent money for her, and she would not refuse his little condition. He inherited his father's company, with wealth, power and reputation. He must be in want of a hostess for his huge mansion.
"Of course! I'm honored to have a dance with you, sir!"
Veronica stood up with elegance, and moved from the bar counter to dancing stage with this young gentleman. She was a fast learner, she was learning vampire's dance, while she was observing the other women's dance. She laid her hand on his shoulder, leaned forward his arms, and moved with the pace of music.
"What kind of perfume do you use?"
Valor sniffed the scent of her hair, and inquired about her perfume. It's a kind of gift that he could recognize a woman through sniffing the scent of woman. Every woman was born with unique and special scent of woman. Some women's perfume was like osmanthus too strong, some women's perfume was like daisy too faint, and Veronica's perfume was like poppy too tempting. The more he sniffed, the harder he could quit.
"The perfume of love! It could only be smelled by someone with lewdness."
Veronica replied his question out of politeness, and implied that he was the one with lewdness. If he wasn't a gentleman in appearance but a beast in conduct, how could he possibly sniff a strange lady's hair without her permission. She sniffed the scent of his lewdness, and reminded him to behave himself.
"What do you want? If you want the moon, I will put a mirror, and pull the moon down for you. If you want the sun, I will ride on a fast car, and take you to chase after the sun. If you want the spring, I will plant flowers over garden, and paint a colorful river that circled around a town in fairytale."
Valor inquired what did she truly want, opened the gate of her heart with sweet words, and walked inside her heart. From the first sight he met her, he knew he loved her, and even he has loved her, before he saw her. He loved her, when he saw she was perfect. He loved her more, when she was imperfect.
If she wanted the moon, he would put a mirror, and pull the moon down for her. If she wanted the sun, he would ride on a fast car, and take her to chase after the sun. If she wanted the spring, he would plant flowers over garden, and paint a colorful river that circled around a town in fairytale.
"Those who know me, said I worried too much. Those who don't know me, wondered what did I truly want? I want a shoulder to lean on, when I feel like someone's company. I want someone to talk with, when I feel like to share my joy and sorrow. I want a hand to cling on, when I feel like to grow old with someone who clings on my hand."
Veronica replied his question, and expressed what did she truly want. She wanted a shoulder to lean on, when she felt like someone's company. She wanted someone to talk with, when she felt like to share her joy and sorrow. She wanted a hand to cling on, when she felt like to grow old with someone who clung on her hand.