Hello to everybody again! I was so over the Moon with the many reviews I got! Thank you for everybody, they have all been very encouraging, and made me enthusiastic. Here is another chapter, I hope you'll like it!

Dracula's sleeping spell ended a few hours after he had left Agnes in her room. She woke up feeling frustrated and tired with too much sleeping. Agnes was secretly hoping she would see her room in the Sáradi mansion and Elizabeth would come shake her up from her sleep. But then her sister didn't come, and there was dead silence around her. When she opened her eyes, the sight of her current room welcomed her. The sky was dark outside; her room was lit by torches, candles and the light of the fireplace. Agnes jumped off her bed nervously, and wanted to leave, bur found the door locked. She became even more furious finding her weapons gone.

„ That bastard! If I ever get to...oh, whatever!" she thought out loud. She recalled all that Dracula had said to her of angels and blood, and didn't know what to think about it. She walked to the giant windows, to look at the view of the outside world. All Agnes could see were several snow-covered mountaintops piercing the thick blanket of fog, which lay under them. The Moon dressed up all in silver with her beams; it glowed so beautifully on the marble floor of Agnes' room, she stepped on it carefully as if her feet would spoil the fairness.

„ What if it is true what he said?" she thought „ But there are no angels, they are only creatures whom the writers of the Bible made up!" She was playing with her necklace upon eyeing one of the whirling fog clouds under her high windows. She was glad that she got that back at least.

„ But then again, there are supposed to be no vampires either! How can he be a vampire? But he has fangs! Or was I only hallucinating? And what does a vampire want from an angel, if I am one?" she thought. „ I wonder where this gruesome place is anyway! How will I ever get out of here?"

The suddenly she could hear the key turn in the lock, and saw the door handle move. Agnes took a quick look around for any suitable weapons, but all she could find was a large copper candlestick She seized it and decided to hit Dracula on the head if he shows up behind the door. But the sight of the person appearing went beyond her worst fantasies. An ugly grey-skinned short man drodded inside with a long flat white box in his hand.

„Oh my God!" said Agnes backing towards the window, not able to take her eyes off the repulsive-looking man.

„ Good evening Miss, I'm Igor." said the man, and made a low bow.

„ Agnes Desewffy." said Agnes in a frightened tone, trying to get as far as possible from the approaching Igor. He put the box down on Agnes' bed and began rubbing his hands and eyeing the horrified Agnes.

„ Don't worry, the master forbade me to hurt you." he said in a rasping voice" He wants to have dinner with you, and to see you wearing what's in the box. The master will come for you soon." he said, narrowing his ugly black eyes.

„Alright." whispered Agnes, still looking at Igor with wide eyes, as the grey man slowly drodded out, and disappeared behind the door. He locked it and Agnes didn't dare to move until the sound of his steps died in the corridor.

„ What was that man?" thought Agnes „ He looked like as if..as if..I have to get out of here!" Thoughts of fear and disgust filled her mind, and she was still panting with fear. The atmosphere of this place often evoke a feeling of panic in her heart. She wanted to escape.

„ Come on, this dread leads to nowhere," she said to herself „ there has got to be a way to get out of here! No fortress or castle or whatever this is, is perfectly built. And no man in perfectly prepared for everything!"

Agnes managed to calm down after a few minutes, and decided to look at what the box holds for her. She carefully removed the cover, and found a black silk gown inside. She took it by the shoulders and lifted it out from the box. The beautiful gown consisted of two parts; one black with long bell-sleeves which had their edges decorated with lace, and a dark-purple layer covered by the black one, with strings running in the front under the breast line.

„ Well, he certainly has a good taste, I have to admit" said Agnes out loud to herself „ I wonder how this evening will turn out!" then she thought of the count, and began laughing.

„ You'll find out soon enough!" she said after a while in a disguised voice with a smirk on her face, trying to imitate Dracula, like a naughty student making fun of her teacher.

She was examining whether to gown would suit her, when an idea came to her mind. She went on thinking, and the idea became a plan. Agnes' lips curved to a smile, when she could finally see her chance to escape from Castle Dracula.

„ You'll find out sooner how this evening will turn out then you would expect dear count!" Agnes thought, and sneered at the mirror by the vanity table as if Dracula was there. She quickly put the dress on, and sat down in front of the mirror. She combed her hair neatly, then made a bun of it on the back of her head, and fixed it with two large silver hairpins. She put some make up on, and thought everything all over again. Agnes walked up to the windows, and waited patiently for the arrival of the count. She didn't have too much time to stare into the night, for she could soon hear the key turning in the lock of her door for the second time. Agnes gathered all her courage, and took a deep breath. And in stepped the count wearing his usual black trousers and coat, but this coat was elated with silver buttons and cufflinks which had the Fleur de Lis mortised in them, and a thin line of beige embroideries running by the buttons. Dracula walked up to Agnes, who didn't turn around, but kept eyeing the clouds outside. He took a stand behind the lady, who stood with her arms folded. He hugged Agnes from behind, and placed his hands on her underarms. Agnes was shattered by the touch of the count's cold hands, but to her surprise she felt some fear, but was not inspired to run away.

„ Longing for freedom darling?" asked the count.

„ No" said Agnes upon turning around to face Dracula „ Only admiring beauty." she said, studying the count's face „ Just like you do right now." Dracula was surprised by Agnes' comment.

„ You have no idea how fun you are, Agnes. Witty remarks rolling off crimson lips." he said and paused for a while, then went on looking at Agnes' somewhat blushed face „ I am glad you accepted my gift, you look charming. Will you accompany me for dinner then?" asked the count, and offered his arm to Agnes. She didn't say a word, but she had many suspicions regarding this dining together.

„ And will I be served dinner, or will I be served as dinner?" she thought.

„ The time has not come for that yet, love" said Dracula, and Agnes was staring at him amazement.

„ I should be careful not to let my thouhgts show on my face" she thought. Dracula made no comments on this, but led Agnes out of the room instead, with a wide smile on his face.

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