A/N: Wow…I am seriously happy about the amount of reviews I got for the last chapter. I'm glad people have actually been missing me.

A/N: I'm happy that everyone liked Zane. I wasn't sure if I was going to make him extraordinarily sexy or extraordinarily weird. But then I realized that there was already one very, very sexy man in this fanfic…there doesn't need to be another…or does there?

Last A/N: This is a silly warning really, but I just thought you all should know that there is actually some language in this chapter. Amira curses a lot when she's angry…

Amira slumped onto her bed and took a rather violent bite out of the apple she had brought back. She nearly choked on the large chunk and had to spit it out, which only worsened her mood. Zane some how made her angry just by looking at her. She managed to calm herself down after a few moments and take more controlled bites out of her apple. When she was done her anger had been completely dulled and she became bored. Walk. I'll go for a walk…In the castle. Fun.

She sat up and walked towards the door. Just before she put her hand on the doorknob the door swung open and hit her directly in the face. She fell back onto her bum and blinked several times for stars had appeared in her vision. When her vision had returned she found a rather amused Zane standing over her.

"I do believe that it is most unladylike for someone such as you to sit on the floor." He stated as if it had not just been his fault that she was sitting on the floor in the first place. "I doubt it's comfortable either." Amira tried to hide her anger but she knew she failed miserably. Remember your manners, Amira!

Amira gritted her teeth and smiled as best she could at Zane. "Actually, it's quite comfortable, My Lord Zane." Her words oozed sarcasm. "Would you care to join me?" Shit! Think humble! She immediately dropped her gaze and mumbled a hasty apology.

"Oh don't even bother trying to be servile; anyone with half a wit could see that you're lying." Her face colored and she realized that she was still sitting on the floor. Zane held out his hand and pulled her to her feet with surprising ease for someone of his age and build. "And don't call me 'My Lord Zane', I hate that." Amira hastily brushed herself off before staring at him confusedly. Count Dracula had made him seem like Zane had been all about rules and titles but he was not at all. "Come sit with me Amira. I have something I would like to discuss with you." They proceeded to sit in the arm chairs in her room.

"As you already well know Vladislaus will soon be making you his bride." He stated calmly, as if this was not a touchy subject for her. "What are you going to do about your predicament?" Amira blinked in surprise at the question.

"Uh…I'm not really sure. I suppose I was just going to marry him and live a life a misery." She replied a bit sarcastically. Zane laughed mirthlessly at her reply.

"Of course you are. But I can't have a beautiful young lady like you wasting your life with someone like Dracula." Amira was shocked by his reply.

"What are you saying? I thought you and Dracula were friends?"

Zane sighed over dramatically and explained in an overly patient voice, "Of course we are friends! But I can't have him marrying you. You're much too dangerous." Amira raised her eyebrows at this comment.

"Dangerous?" Amira said incredulously, "Me? Hardly." Zane snorted.

"You may be dangerous, but you seem incapable of forming a complete sentence. But let's stick to the matter at hand; I want, no I need you to escape, and I am willing to help you if you wish it." Amira sat there, dumbfounded. This is a trick! A voice in her head said immediately. Don't fall for it! Another voice then proceeded to shout out, I say trust him! He doesn't seem to be lying.

"I know what you're thinking right now, you think that I'm tricking you, but I am not." He took on a pleading tone, "Please, you must trust me."

A silence filled there room until Amira stated, "Let me think about it." Right after that moment Aileen opened the door and announced that Dracula wished to see Amira immediately in the library. Amira jumped to her feet and bid Zane good evening before following Aileen out the door.

Amira walked into the library to find a very angry Dracula staring at the ceiling. The look on his face made her want to turn around and run off to her room, but also, to her minor disgust, she realized that he also looked very attractive. Stop thinking about him like that!

Dracula turned his angry gaze to Amira and forced himself to become calm. "Amira, my love, have a seat please." Amira walked cautiously over to one of the armchairs and sat down. Dracula had resumed to staring at the ceiling, "I heard that you and Zane had a little chat." Amira started, how did he know about this already? He turned to her and asked her rather bluntly, "Are you planning on attempting to run away again?"

Amira opened and closed her mouth several times before finally saying, "No." He sneered, easily seeing through her lie.

"You're lying, my dear. You're a very bad liar."

"Well what did you expect!" She suddenly shouted. "Did you truly think I was happy here? Just yesterday you had me chained to fucking wall! I hate you! I hate this place! All I want to do is go home and have everything return back to the way it was before you kidnapped me!" Amira stood up and stalked towards Dracula and poked him hard with her finger. "You've taken everything away from me. You took me away from my friends, my family, my home, just for your own selfish reasons!" She barely realized tears were streaming down her face as she continued to shout at him. "I hate you! I fucking hate you! I hate you with every fiber of my being! I want you dead!"

Dracula was truly taken aback for a moment; he hadn't expected such an outburst from her. Then he experienced a feeling he hadn't even known he had the capacity for: pity. He felt pity for the miserable girl in front of him, but the Count was far too devious a man, he knew he would never take her back to her home, and that he would make her his bride. However, he did step forward and hug Amira gently, and he let her weep until she could weep no more before carrying her to her room and laying her in her bed. Amira fell asleep as soon as he tucked her in.

Dracula stared at her for well over an hour, just watched her laying there. He realized he found her beautiful, even though her cheeks were still red from crying, and as he realized this he wanted her even more.

A/N: I know, I know, this chapter was rather short…I just really needed to post this to keep you content for a bit…I'll try to make the next one longer. And I'll explain how Amira's ever so dangerous in possibly the near future. Don't worry…this will all fall into place…eventually.

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to post the next chapter. Stupid computer…

A/N: Bow before my power to make armchairs disappear and reappear at a whim!