Chapter Two

Alya

Morning came, and I woke up in a totally different room, one I'd never seen before. The walls were a light purple, and the curtains were white, windows painted black, much different from my old room, which was dark green, smelt of must, and the windows so dirty that someone would think they were painted a dark yellow.

I began to remember what had happened the night before and walked over to the two boxes in the corner, and began to unpack, setting my dolls on the dresser, although they were off to the side, because I wasn't tall enough then to put them more to the center, and stuffed my clothing into the two bottom drawers.

When I was done, I heard a knock on the door, and a chubby old woman walked in, a dress in her hand.

"Hello Miss, Master Gavril told me to give this to you," she handed me a letter that was in her pocket, "And to dress you for the day" she smiled as I beamed at the dress held before me.

I opened the letter and it read, "Dear Alya, I'm sorry I couldn't spend the day with you. Marie will help bathe and dress you, and then you can play on the grounds. When it gets dark, I'll come for you. Yours truly, Gavril"

After bathing and getting dressed into the black lace dress, that was too big but Marie told me that it would fit soon, Marie combed out my long black hair, and tied it back in a little clip, that had a black rose on it.

When she was done, we left the room, entering the hall, which was all in a dark red wood. At the end of the hall there was a long spiral stairway.

"Can I?" I asked, making a pouting face.

"Don't rip your dress," she warned, and helped me onto the hand rail.

With Marie holding onto my back so I didn't fall, or go to fast, I slid down the railing, my hands out stretched, and laughs of pure joy filling the house.

I slid down 4 times before I finally got tired, and Marie brought me to the kitchen to get me some food, for my growling stomach. Two full plates of potatoes, gravy, corn, and chicken were served to me before I even thought I might be full, and just as I was about to ask for a third, Gavril walked in top less.

It was the first time I had ever seen a man top less, for my mother had never thought it was necessary that I even talked to a boy without getting my hand smacked with a ruler, so I looked away as quick as I could.

"What was that entire racket?" he asked, looking past me at Marie.

"Oh," Marie blushed, and before she could finish Gavril turned to me a large smile on his face.

"Did you have fun?"

I nodded, not knowing how he knew what we did.

"Can I have a hug?" He asked, stretching out his arms.

Smiling I got up and ran into his arms, that lifted me up as though I were weightless.

"Set the child down, she just ate!" Marie scolded, with a smile still on her face.

Gavril kissed me on the forehead, set me down, and took a seat across from where I was seated.

"Umm..." I blushed, embarrassed that I was still hungry, "can I have more?"

"Of course you can beautiful, just don't eat too much; you'll make your self sick," he looked at Marie, "can you get me a drink please?"

She handed him a wine glass with a red liquid in it, and then a plate of food in front of me.

When we were done eating, Gavril gave me a tour of the house, which ended in the library, where he read me a book about his kind, Vampires. You would have thought a child of 10 would have been terrified of vampires, but I found myself wanting to be one.