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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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