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Summary of the previous episodes:
Viorel has been tortured by his
supposed family who wanted to have him burn in the sun. Strangely
enough the sun didn't burn him as expected but Viorel has no memory of
who he is. Following the advises of his supposed father, he left
Sighișoara and is now traveling to the West. After some skirmish in a
previous city, he found refuge on a boat. Viorel is now in Vienna. The
little problem is that the guy at the inn was a bit of an asshole
and helped capture Viorel thinking he was a vampire, which he is but
nobody needs to know. Now there is a huge man (which I call the colossi)
taking care of Viorel and a priest. They brought a girl. Torture my
holy water... Fail. Viorel managed to confuse everyone, now he would
like to get out of here. But the girl seems pretty useless. They still
managed to escape and he left the girl to the care of the boat lady
before going back to have two words with his captors but his power of
persuasion were failing him. The priest wanted to crack a
deal but Viorel is not really up to help his enemies. He finally got
some blood but he can't risk to stay in Vienna. He travel to Linz were
he stays a bit to learn German.
Viorel wanted to go to Praha but redirect himself toward Augsburg
instead where he wants to get a horse, except that the horses are a bit
scared of his vampirism and maybe something else. Viorel is really not a
horse expert. Then he comes into an altercation with couple of people,
he wants some fear in his blood. The girl Viorel has found seemed to
enjoy the game. Viorel prepares for the nightmares that come with a
feast of blood, in a rush to leave, he cross the dukedom of Lorrain.
We introduced Sorina, three weeks after the beginning of Viorel's escape.
Viorel dreamed of Sorina and woke up not really remembering anything.
Traveling to Paris, he arrives at "La cour des miracles". He is rescued
by a stranger who turned out to be Nicolas Flamel, the alchemist he was
looking for. Nicolas does some strange experiment without Viorel's
agreement. Some people are looking for Nicolas's secrets.
On the other side of Europe, Sorina awakes and Viorel's past in haunting him. Viorel discovered that he can change into a wolf but that's not the easiest thing to handle.
Now, let's continue with Vampire Heart, right where we left of last week.
had always hated those stairs in my human shape, too narrow, to close
to the ceiling and I had to bent my head every time I was going up,
impossible to cross anyone in them but I hated them even more in my
wolf shape. I would call them wolf-proof stairs from now on. The guy
who had invented them deserved to be bitten more than once. I
accelerate as much as I could all the way up and finally landed on
the first floor. That had been more tiring and frightening than
expected. But I guess that was also good against robbers. I walked to
my bedroom. Perenelle was already fast asleep. I stood on my back
legs against my door to open it. I wonder who had invented the door
knot handle, my front leg kept on sliding on it. I would definitely
need to practice if I was to spend more time in this body shape.
Nicolas was almost at the top of the stairs and it was his turn to
observe me. I tried to get the handle with my mouth but there was no
use. I slide my leg against the side of it until it finally opened. I
wasn’t feeling like letting Nicolas come closer. I entered the room
and pushed myself against the other side of the door. I pushed and
pushed until I heard it click. I wanted to sight but I couldn’t I
felt like there was too much air in my lungs. I stroke my legs on the
carpet, I didn’t want to put mud or blood everywhere on the bed
shit. My mum would probably have been proud of me. I jumped on the
bed and pulled on the cover before huddling up under them. The
thoughts of the night were turning in my mind. I spent a look time
staring at the door waiting for Nicolas to enter with the neighbour or
something but he didn’t. The tiredness of the night and the emotion
of my new body finally got the best of me and I felt asleep.