Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 111

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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.

Now, let's continue with Vampire Heart, right where we left of last week. 

“The police, the police”, she repeated hysterically as we crossed the end of the street and turned at the corner.

“Where do you live madam, let me take you home first”, I said with a smile.

“But my…” she started again but I interrupted her.

“It’s alright”, I added holding her tighter.

There is a way of holding a woman that make her do whatever you like, or so I heard I was experimenting with it tonight. I didn’t want to push my thoughts in her mind just yet, I wanted her to feel everything that was going to happen to her tonight.

“Over there” the pointed feebly in the direction.

I started to walk faster, she was doubting me finally. I let her ring the bell, a maid appear, it was always puzzling me to see people ring their own door as if they needed permission to enter their own house but what was annoying me the most tonight was that someone would have to answer the door and see me. I might as well have more than a dish. I didn’t want it to stop my pleasure. An old maid opened the door. That was also something puzzling me. After seeing Perenelle so old in the kitchen having trouble to carry the pan once full of food or water, why rich people always had to hire old people to satisfy their need for laziness. I tried to hide myself in the shadow of the door.

“Roberta, please”, the lady said before fainting.

That was unexpected, I caught her falling. It was the first time for me to see someone faint like this as far as I could remember and I started to wonder if there was not a problem with her blood.

The old woman invited me in, I was carrying her mistress, she didn’t have much choice. I could feel her looking at me from top to bottom wondering who I was but she didn’t ask anything. I felt that I wasn’t the first unknown man who had been admitted recently in the house. The smell of their perfumes were mixing in the entrance and all the way to the bedroom telling me that they hadn’t been there only for diner. I was trying to focus on the old maid while carrying the lady to her room but I couldn’t help taking a look around. I was sure that it was making me look suspicious. The house was rich but it seemed that the paintings on the walls had been replaced by cheap copies. The house wasn’t properly lightened like you would expect from that kind of premise at this time of the night. The old maid seemed to be the only other inhabitant. Something in here felt clearly wrong to me. I left the lady on her bed.

 

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