~ Interlude ~
He got this strange look in is eyes. I don't know how to describe it. It seemed to me like something between heart wrenching agony and the most obvious bliss you can imagine. Perhaps my imagination was playing tricks with me. It had to be. I couldn't stand to see him really cry…
He told me he would recite someone who was with Erik during that time. He would tell me the story of another soul who knew this mysterious young man the vampire hunted for fun. The vampire had now an old looking book in his hands. From my point of view I could see it as written in some Arabic language. The book was a diary…
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~ Chapter Three ~
* * From the journal of Reza Khan * *
Funny, how your dreams can be smashed in one short moment…
The doctors are gone now. I am alone. Again. He is always far away from me when the physician comes to visit me. He can't stand the thought of me dying. He thinks I don't know it. He believes I don't understand this scientific gibberish the doctors tell him. I understand better than he dares to think about. He is afraid of losing me. That is why he is always hiding while the physician looks at me. That is why he can't bare to look me in the eye. He loved her more than live and now he is forced to lose the one person on this planet who resembles her. Because he loved her he hates me now. My father hates me because I am dying…
Last night he came to me. He told me the same stories he always tells me. I love you, Reza. You have to be the lord of the house during my absence, my boy. I will be back soon. You don't have to be afraid; you will get better in no while. The doctor said it only yesterday. And after the usual monologue he changed his topic.
"The Shah sends me away to Russia. I am to find a great magician. This man is the greatest magician on the world I am told." Neat, he thinks that will make me happy? Why should the thought of an artist I will probably never see amuse me? "I know He will get angry with me, but I will bring this magician to you before I escort him to the Shah. You will be the first to see all the wonders this man can do." And with these words he was gone. My father, Nadir Khan, the Daroga of Mazenderan vanished out of my miserable life like he always did. Without a trace to follow and my wallet full of money I can never spend because I am not allowed to leave the house. He has a strange way of showing his affections to me, don't you agree?
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~ Interlude ~
"Am I boring you?" The question shook me out of my dreams.
"No. No, it is really interesting. I want to know what happens next." God, how often do I have to tell him that? This so-called vampire is a bit annoying with his constant need to reassure himself of my interest. He pays me to listen. Of course I do this, though it is not my normal occupation through the night. He pays well enough.
He looked at me with a smirk playing around his lips and began to read again. You could think he has memorized the text because he reads without seeing the page. His eyes are always on me…
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My father vanished from my life for seven months.
During this time I my health got worse. I tried to ignore it as best as I could, but you know… pain is a good reminder of almost anything. I hated my life. I was bored…
The day my sire returned I have forced to stay in bed. Order of the doctor. How amusing!
Anyway, I missed the Great Entrance. Later I was told the magician, our guest – Erik – scared our servants quite good. He came on horseback with my father. They would have arrived earlier if not for the magician's phobia of closed rooms. He didn't treat on the ship the shah provided for his treasured guest and future entertainment, he wanted to travel by land. And my poor father was bound to serve the magicians every whim. I laughed so hard my entrails hurt.
Two days after my father's arrival I was allowed to see him. I knew he didn't want me in the room the second I opened the door…
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~ Interlude ~
I looked up only to see the girl dozing on her bed. Why I ordered her to stay awake I didn't know at this moment. Perhaps I wanted to look into her eyes when she finally understood everything. Perhaps I just wanted her to be awake.
Laying the diary next to her head I turned the covers down and laid the girl so that she could sleep properly. I was a fool to think she could comprehend it all in one night. Of course she needed rest…
I went to leave her but turned back, whispering words I said the last time over one hundred years ago.
"May your dreams show you the way to obey your destiny."
In this moment I knew I would never return to this enchanting girl. I would leave this powerful and all the same clueless courtesan to forget her. But I can never forget her. I can never forget you…
For your dreams showed you the way to obey your destiny. Your dreams showed you the way to my heart…
T O B E C O N T I N U E D