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. After finding out that a younger version of Nicolas might not be acting with his best interest at heart, Viorel decides to leave for the north. He is now traveling with two people, Alexej who needed to get out of Praha and Irina who he accidentally rescued.
“No, but this one is for my personal use, if you want me to write something you can read, you’ll have to give me a new notebook to work with.” She said.
“And what is so important that you have to write for your personal use?” I asked.
“If the goal was to tell you, I would let you read it, wouldn’t I?” She said pulling the notebook away where it was impossible for me to see the letters formed with wet ink.
“All right, I’ll get you something tomorrow, just write everything down before you forgot,” I said.
I left her and locked the door again. I wasn’t really curious about what she wanted to write for herself. Probably a lot of childish kid things, like “Viorel is a vampire, I know that’s incredible” or “Viorel is so mean to me, I want more baklava.” The thoughts made me laugh as I reached the stairs but I realised that I would have to keep an eye on that personal diary of hers, just in case information were to fall into the wrong hands. It could be dangerous for her but also for me.
Alexei was finishing dinner when I arrived downstairs. He seemed smellier than usual. I wonder if that was the fact that I had been with Irina who had a very light smell or if he had been playing with dogs. His head was wet and greasy.
“Everything is alright, Alexei?” I asked sitting at the table in front of him.
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