The soft footsteps of her shoes echoed within the hallway as she was making her way towards the library. In the dark corridor, barely lit by a few torches on the walls, she had no problems to see, so her step was swift and steady. Suddenly, she stopped, when she smelled another vampire very close, but then she smiled, as she recognised the smell.
"You can come out now." she said, amusement as she was faced with a vampire with long, golden hair, now tied in a ponytail with a ribbon, whose gentle features almost made him look like a woman. Still, she had to admit, he was probably the most beautiful young vampire she has ever seen.
He stepped out of the shadows and she noticed the nervous look on his face as he approached her. He was so cute when he looked like that.
"Herbert." she said softly, and smiled as her eyes reflected the happiness she felt. She was happy to see the viscount, for as far as she remembered, he was always nice her, even when she was still...
"It's good to see you again. I was always hoping you would return one day." he smiled at her and she returned it, and then, unexpectedly, he hugged her. She was stunned for a moment, but then she relexed and placed her hands on his back. "It's good to see you too, Herbert." she said and gently freed herself. "But I am in hurry. I was tasked with retrieving the professor and the boy and bringing them to your father."
"I know." he said and she raised her eyebrows. "I have... I couldn't help but overhear your talk." he answered her unspoken question and she smiled, showing her fangs. "Isn't it a little improper for a viscount such as yourself to evesdrop?" she laughed in amusement, but then her face became more serious again. "Is there something I can do for you, Herbert?" she asked, although she was fairly sure what he was going to inquire about.
"I just wanted to know... I wanted to ask for your advice." There he paused for a bit before continuing. "Did you mean what you said? Do you really thing I still have a chance with Alfred without, you know..."
She smiled, looked around, and then she took his hand and led him to a small resting area in a corner of the corridor, and they sat in small armchairs that stood there.
"Herbert," she told him, still keeping his hand in her own. "Tell me what happened between the two of you."
"I tried to bite him..." he whispered, and then his voice got stronger, as he saw the 'I know that much' look she gave him. "I didn't really mean to do that, I just had a moment of weakness. I was hungry and he was just standing there, shaking from head to toe, looking so sweet... and then I discovered the book of poems he had and I..."
"And you thought he was in love, with you..." she said knowingly, letting go of his hand and putting her own gently on his shoulder.
"Oh, Herbert, I can hardly say that I really know you, but I always thought of you as the sweetest boy I have ever met. But, you are a vampire and therefore you are a bit forward with your intentions. Forcing yourself on someone in any sense isn't the right way to go about this. How do you expect that boy to like you and to trust you, if you scare him to death. Herbert, when he looks at you, he doesn't see you, he sees your fangs, you should have known that."
With her every word, his expression became more and more sad. "But... what should I do now?"
She smiled. "Well, first of all, have you thought about appologizing? Nobody wants to do that, Herbert, but it always helps. Like I said, you have to make an effort. And more self-control would certainly help. If you are lucky, you might be able to see him tommorow and you can talk."
"But if you go to them now, maybe I can come with you..." he started, but vawed it off with her hand. "No Herbert, I don't think that would be a very good idea."
"But I want to see him now. If my darling is so scared, then perhaps..."
"Then perhaps it would be better of you not to make it any worse. Patience, my dear friend. They are going to have to deal with your father now, I imagine they will have enough of vampires for this night. Your darling Alfred will need his sleep. Give it until tommorow. I am going now, it's not a good idea to keep your father waiting. But I will pass your regards to him for you."
She gently patted his back, before raising gracefully to her feet. She made a few steps, but before she was gone, she heard him called out to her, and she turned. "Thank you, Leone." he said, and instantly, her expression turned into of sheer happiness, as she heard him say her name. And with that, she turned on her heel and left.