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.
“I
want to let it run but it would get killed if it goes out of this
room, there are a lot of people outside who would be happy for a bit
of meat so easy to catch, and my stepfather didn’t want it here.”
“You
won’t have that problem anymore,” I said.
I
opened her drawer and pull out some dresses. They were all really
thin and not usable for winter, especially where we were going but
they would have to do for a while. I found a light blue scarf with
embroided flowers it had a different smell than the other clothes.
“Don’t
touch it,” She said quickly standing up letting the cat fall on the
bed and the milk scattered on the floor.
She
didn’t take few steps that she was also on her knees. Her bloodless
body had reached it’s limit.
“Don’t
touch it,” she repeated with a weak voice.
I
gave her the scarf and she held it against her chest with her
trembling hand as the little cat meowed on the bed.
“It
was your mother,” I said. I already knew the answer. Every human
has a very different odor, so I knew the scarf was definitely not
hers. It was also a lot more expensive than the rest of her wardrobe
and the perfume coming from it was a lot more refined that the one
she was wearing. I was getting curious like I had been with the lady
the night before about her daughter. Human men didn’t interest me
much but the interaction between woman and their child interested me
a lot. Probably because I was sure Sorina would have wanted a baby
when growing up but I was still not sure if I could have given one to
her. The woman body was different, it could carry life and the bound
the woman created with their child was really strong.
“Yes,
she will come back to get it,” the girl said.
“When
did she leave?” I asked.
The
girl looked up at me. She was probably not used to the question.
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