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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. 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.
Now, let's continue with Vampire Heart, right where we left off last week.
Irina was not in my room. Curiously, I noticed that the window was open. She might have been in need for fresh air before going back to her room but it didn’t sound like Irina either. I hated my weakness, had I drunk more of her blood, had I not spare her she would still have been standing exactly where I left her.
I went to her room and it was equally empty. I cursed remembering her story, her and her mother hiding from the dragons in the wood until someone came to look for them. There were no dragons here, they only belonged to her imagination but that was none the less dangerous. I went back to my room, walked to the window to looked at the forest. She had used the bed clothes to make herself a ladle. Me who had finally stopped thinking that she would run away, I felt like such a fool.
But it wasn’t me she was running from. I walked to the border of the balcony, breathing the air around me, trying to find her smell in the air, to follow her. She was barefoot, she couldn’t be too far. I couldn’t estimate how long it had taken me to stop the horses and how long it had taken her to escape my power. Not long enough. I jumped to the ground and landed badly. It wasn’t high for a vampire but it was for a human and I was a human when lacking blood. I cursed my clumsiness and run in the forest, tripping on branches and protruding roots, looking for the signs of her escape, the footsteps imprinted in the wet ground, broken branches on the floor and on the nearby bushes. It was all I could do, I tried and try again to smell her and the memory came back to me.
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