Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 158

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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.

I put a new bandage, tomorrow there would be nothing left. I was going to make sure of it by drinking a lot tonight again. I needed to go on with my discovery of myself and for that I needed blood. If Nicolas was going against it again I had resolved to stay at an inn on the other side of the river to make sure that I wouldn’t cross his pay again. Nicolas had said it would take me three years to learn alchemy, that’s what it took for an apprentice, I had read all his books, memorized them, I did the research with him, observed him to the point that I could also do everything by myself. I knew the elements of this world, everything composing matter. I knew how to mix them to transform them. I had been working with Nicolas for more than four years now. It was enough I wanted to move on. I felt an urge that I had never felt before. I passed some more water on my face and breathe again to calm myself down. I sat at the desk to write down as much details as possible about my dreams as I could. The part with my mother and my uncle beating me because of the wolf was starting to evaporate from my mind. The one with Sorina was way too present for me to forget. She must have been so scared and I couldn’t even say anything reassuring. I was hating myself for the last moment I had with her without even knowing it was her. The tears of her had been haunting me when I left the castle but I was too bothered about my own safety to care to go get her. I threw the notebook across the room in rage and took my head in my hands. I couldn’t think straight my head was fussy with all the event of the preceding nights. I needed to rest but I was scared of the nightmare while still carving for them. I must have been noisy because Perenelle came few moments later, she was holding a tray with a bowl of hot chocolate and baguette with butter. It was too late for breakfast. I didn’t feel like eating human food at all but I couldn’t help thinking that I had been unfair with her. She hadn’t changed as much as Nicolas had and had I been a woman with a guy like me in the house, coming from a far away land and murdering people from time to time, I would have also been scared. Especially with all the argument I had been having with Nicolas.
“I’m sorry,” I said taking the tray from her to leave it on the table and walking to the wall to get my notebook.

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