For You
Author's Note: The last chapter was weird, I know, but I had such fun writing it! By the way, he was sending her the dreams to make her remember his promise to make her his.
Verona Dracula: I love you.
Disclaimer: I own Dracula. He's mine. Go get your own and don't bug me. Velkan is also mine. Get away. Carl is also mine. Cute little baby that he is. All mine.
Except that they're not.
Summary: A whole load of crap! Yay.
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Chapter 8
Voicing My Fears
I walked the well-worn path to Ian. My precious tree. I had some definite thinking and cleansing to do. When I got to my tree, I climbed up and hugged my branch.
"Ian, my dear tree. I have so much to tell you." I took a deep breath, then started my story.
"My mother was killed. I met the demon that killed her. He seduced me and sent me dreams to haunt my sleep. Velkan has spoken to me and learned my name. My demon- the demon," I corrected myself, "wants to make me his." Then I asked him what I would ask no other person.
I asked him for help.
"What should I do?" I asked my beloved tree, and then I thought of something else.
Another beloved.
Velkan.
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I hesitated at the large wooden door to the Valerious mansion, then closed my eyes and knocked.
I stood there, trembling for about five minutes, and was about to turn around and give up when the door creaked open and a beautiful young woman with dark curly hair stuck her head out.
Princess Anna Valerious.
"Yes?" she asked me politely, and I bit my lip.
"Is Prince Velkan here?" I asked softly, hoping she didn't hear. But she did.
"He is here." She narrowed her eyes at me. "Who are you?" I gulped.
"I am a peasant in need of his help," I answered, and she seemed satisfied. Then,
"What is your name?"
"Kallisto." She nodded and opened the door to let me in. I breathed out a sigh of relief. Maybe Velkan would save me after all.
Princess Anna led me to a sitting room and told me to sit and wait. She went to go get the man I so desperately loved.
As I sat, I toyed with my wooden cross and kissed it, looking around the room and praying that Velkan could help me.
After about ten minutes, Princess Anna returned, and with her, Prince Velkan. I gulped and my cheeks burned. Velkan's eyes registered recognition as he looked at me. He came to me and sat across from me in a red armchair. Princess Anna stood near the door.
"Kallisto," he said, "what is the matter? What do you need help with?" I gulped again, and I felt a sob catch my throat and I looked away. It was still a few minutes before I felt I could talk.
"The . . . the demon that killed my mother," I started, "he came to me last night." Velkan's eyebrows went up. Way up. Anna stopped breathing for a minute, then resumed like she wasn't listening.
"Continue," Velkan edged on, and I nodded.
"He seduced me. He kissed me and," I stopped, shame almost burning my cheeks off. But I kept going.
"He touched me and hypnotized me. After he left, he sent me dreams to haunt my sleep. Dark dreams," I said, "dreams filled with promise. Dreams filled with torture and dark pleasure, seduction." I was looking at the floor. I couldn't possibly look at Velkan at a time like this.
"He said I would be his." The room was silent. I could hear Anna's breathing, and could hear Velkan's heart beating.
"Help me," I whispered, and Velkan stared at me.
After long moments of staring, he reached out and took my hand.
"I promise you," he told me, staring into my eyes, "you will not die like your Mother, God rest her soul," I made the sign of the cross. Then I nodded and whispered my thanks.
"And Kallisto," he added.
"I will not fail you."
Author's Note: The last chapter was weird, I know, but I had such fun writing it! By the way, he was sending her the dreams to make her remember his promise to make her his.
Verona Dracula: I love you.
Disclaimer: I own Dracula. He's mine. Go get your own and don't bug me. Velkan is also mine. Get away. Carl is also mine. Cute little baby that he is. All mine.
Except that they're not.
Summary: A whole load of crap! Yay.
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Chapter 8
Voicing My Fears
I walked the well-worn path to Ian. My precious tree. I had some definite thinking and cleansing to do. When I got to my tree, I climbed up and hugged my branch.
"Ian, my dear tree. I have so much to tell you." I took a deep breath, then started my story.
"My mother was killed. I met the demon that killed her. He seduced me and sent me dreams to haunt my sleep. Velkan has spoken to me and learned my name. My demon- the demon," I corrected myself, "wants to make me his." Then I asked him what I would ask no other person.
I asked him for help.
"What should I do?" I asked my beloved tree, and then I thought of something else.
Another beloved.
Velkan.
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I hesitated at the large wooden door to the Valerious mansion, then closed my eyes and knocked.
I stood there, trembling for about five minutes, and was about to turn around and give up when the door creaked open and a beautiful young woman with dark curly hair stuck her head out.
Princess Anna Valerious.
"Yes?" she asked me politely, and I bit my lip.
"Is Prince Velkan here?" I asked softly, hoping she didn't hear. But she did.
"He is here." She narrowed her eyes at me. "Who are you?" I gulped.
"I am a peasant in need of his help," I answered, and she seemed satisfied. Then,
"What is your name?"
"Kallisto." She nodded and opened the door to let me in. I breathed out a sigh of relief. Maybe Velkan would save me after all.
Princess Anna led me to a sitting room and told me to sit and wait. She went to go get the man I so desperately loved.
As I sat, I toyed with my wooden cross and kissed it, looking around the room and praying that Velkan could help me.
After about ten minutes, Princess Anna returned, and with her, Prince Velkan. I gulped and my cheeks burned. Velkan's eyes registered recognition as he looked at me. He came to me and sat across from me in a red armchair. Princess Anna stood near the door.
"Kallisto," he said, "what is the matter? What do you need help with?" I gulped again, and I felt a sob catch my throat and I looked away. It was still a few minutes before I felt I could talk.
"The . . . the demon that killed my mother," I started, "he came to me last night." Velkan's eyebrows went up. Way up. Anna stopped breathing for a minute, then resumed like she wasn't listening.
"Continue," Velkan edged on, and I nodded.
"He seduced me. He kissed me and," I stopped, shame almost burning my cheeks off. But I kept going.
"He touched me and hypnotized me. After he left, he sent me dreams to haunt my sleep. Dark dreams," I said, "dreams filled with promise. Dreams filled with torture and dark pleasure, seduction." I was looking at the floor. I couldn't possibly look at Velkan at a time like this.
"He said I would be his." The room was silent. I could hear Anna's breathing, and could hear Velkan's heart beating.
"Help me," I whispered, and Velkan stared at me.
After long moments of staring, he reached out and took my hand.
"I promise you," he told me, staring into my eyes, "you will not die like your Mother, God rest her soul," I made the sign of the cross. Then I nodded and whispered my thanks.
"And Kallisto," he added.
"I will not fail you."