Emiline Valentine, a girl of broken dreams and shattered hopes. What an exceptional beauty she was indeed. Eighteen years old, and as gorgeous as the pale bright moon that shone in the night sky. standing at five feet nine inches, she walked with grace and versatility. Her hair, a long curtain of raven black, was neatly trimmed at the bottom and always smelled of fresh strawberries. Yes indeed, she was to be craved for by men all over Romania. As beautiful as she was, the young girl still had her flaws. She was quite the clumsy creature, as she often tripped over her own two feet. Along with being clumsy, the girl also had a bit of a problem with talking over people. Regardless, she was still considered the gem of the Valentine family, often getting questions of when she would finally marry and have children. Emiline would quickly dismiss the idea. But never mind that. There was no time in this world to be vain, and even Emiline knew it. Typical with Romanian mothers, Emiline's mother had fallen very ill one day after the stress and strain of motherhood. Her mother, Nathalie, would constantly hunch over the furniture in pain, coughing and turning her plump cheeks red with pain. Emiline knew it would be soon... If her mother didn't get medical attention, or some kind of herbal remedy quick, then she feared the worse for her beloved. Emiline had seen too often the deep pains her friends would go through when their mother or father passed. Many of these said friends suffered from depression and even resorted to physically harming themselves from their deep sadness. Given they lived in Romania, and there really was no sort of advanced medicines like the Americas, Emiline decided there was only one thing she could do. She had to figure out some way to attain the ''Universal Plant'' as it was called, to help cure her mother. The plant itself virtually cured any sort of sickness, given the exception of cancer. The plant was small and purple, and smelled oddly of oranges and cream. The only problem was that the only place in Romania where it is attainable is Maximoff Castle. Absolutely no one went to Maximoff Castle unless they had a death wish, or the poor fool had no sense of well-being... that the man residing in the huge, still castle was a malicious, blood-thirsty Vampire. How absolutely convenient. However, being the fearless girl she was, Emiline did not care. It was either she go to Hell and back to get that damned plant, and soon, or there would be horrible consequences. She absolutely had to obtain the plant from the gardens of Maximoff Castle or her mother would parish soon. Tying her silky raven hair into a long, neat ponytail, she began to mentally prepare herself for the long night ahead of her. How long of a walk would it be to Maximoff Castle? one, two hours? Along with the blistering cold of this Romanian winter? it doesn't matter. Her mother's life was on the line, and she would not back down. Tonight, she would be the savior, the angel that saved her beautiful mother. Pulling up her black heeled boots, she stepped onto the wooden floor and crossed her room to where her bed was. There, she had set out a pair of black jeans with a frilly black overcoat. For someone who was about to risk her life, the outfit was quite dainty and appealing to the eye, while still keeping Emiline warm. Still in the comfort of her own home, she finished dressing herself, and exited the front of the small abode and into the cold winter night. Yes, tonight was the night indeed. ''And I will not fail. Even if it means risking my own life. I love you, mother.''