I Became the Vampire Clan's Garlic Queen

Synopsis

I woke up in the body of the Nightsong family's most infamous embarrassment, the only "useless" daughter of the leading house among the thirteen vampire clans. Blood made me physically sick. At the ceremony where every young vampire awakened a powerful gift, mine turned out to be cooking with garlic. Humiliated, I was locked away and left to rot. I started secretly frying chicken in an abandoned kitchen. The smell woke up the vampire progenitor, who had been asleep for two centuries. The ancient forefather followed the aroma through the castle halls until he arrived at my crumbling kitchen door. "Give me one," he said. By the next evening, the entire elder council, the oldest and most powerful figures among the thirteen clans, was crouched in my courtyard devouring fried chicken drumsticks. That very night, my father sent me a remarkably solemn letter. [Daughter, the future of our family is in your hands.]