Hello everyone, I'm back! Thank you for all the reviews, i was so glad you liek my Dracula!But even despite those I was not able to post for a while, I'm really sorry! Unfortuantelyit is very likely that I will not update for a few weeks, because I'm having my exam period right now, and have to study from AM to PM. But I'm glad you enjoyed the lastone and hope you'll love this too! Happy Holidays to everybody!

Agnes and Dracula soon arrived at the magnificent dining room. Unlike most other parts of the castle, which were covered in ice and spider webs, this room sparked with cleanness. Agnes still couldn't help wondering the duality of the place.

" Like its owner" she thought " Attractive on one side, but who could decide on the abominable other one…?"

The air was warm with the heat of the fireplace, which also lit the two tables in the middle of the room, both crafted in fine ebony. The ends of the room were dim, and it sparked Agnes' curiosity right away.

"What's he hiding?" she thought. The closer table was laid at one end, with a line of candles running in the middle, while the other was loaded with all kinds of delicious dishes. Dracula led her to the laid end of the table, and pulled the chair out for her. Agnes sat down, and looked up at the count suspiciously. But he had nothing particular in mind this time, but only walked to the other end of the table and took a seat himself. Dracula took a goblet, which was prepared for him, and began drinking. Agnes puckered her brows and looked into her own goblet to check if it really contains wine as she was hoping. To her relief it was wine, moreover, a tasty vintage. The cover in front of her was rather out of the common, but elegant. Silver cutlery, with all handles as dragons, and one guarded the wine in Agnes' goblet as well, all these surrounding a white porcelain plate and a white napkin embroidered with the figure of another dragon. Agnes could feel the count's eyes upon her, and lifted her head to look him in the eyes.

" Hungry my love, aren't you?" he asked.

" I asked you not to call me that before." came the obstinate answer from the other end of the table " I am hungry in deed, I'm used to having more food a day than a few grapes. I'm beginning to question your hospitality, dear count." she said with a mop. Dracula smiled and transparent figures appeared from the dark end of the room behind him. Agnes was not as frightened as she would have expected herself to be.

" Weird that I'm actually getting used to these phenomena!" she thought, " I wonder what other surprises he has." The cacodemons, as Dracula referred to them, began toting the platters of delicacies from one table to another, next to Agnes' plate. She remained alone with the count again, as Dracula ordered his servants to leave.

" He must have a first-rate cook to have all this prepared" she thought, and took some food out to her plate.

" And I'm beginning to question your manners my lady."

" Well you didn't ask me either whether I would like to come to visit you here" said Agnes between two bites of tomatoes.

" Visit?" thought Dracula, as he drank from his goblet "Is she playing tricks, or is she really that naive? I wonder what you hold for me darling...." He took the goblet away from his mouth, leaned back and started smiling and feasting his eyes on Agnes, who was eating elegantly. The latter flared up when she noticed what Dracula was doing, but she didn't show any signs of her aggravation.

"Does he always have that exasperating smirk on his face?" she thought " But then again, he looks alluring with it. Did I just think that? Forget about that Agnes!"

She was hoping her thoughts didn't show on her face, little did she know that the count had been reading her mind for a while now, and having enormous fun. Agnes finished her meal after some time. She put her silverware down to her plate.

" Thank you for the dinner."

" It is my pleasure you enjoyed it" said Dracula

" What do you have in mind, count?" Agnes asked after a while, and leaned back in her chair with folded arms.

" My plan for this occasion is to spend some quality time with you, and we're making good progress in it I believe"

Agnes raised her eyebrow, and pondered on what to say next.

" What the Hell does this man want from me?" she thought

" You told me many strange things before. What if I don't believe them? If I deny God, and your idea of angels?" she began, and leaned somewhat forward in her chair, and waited for Dracula's reaction.

" Why would I lie to you my love?" he asked " But if you don't believe me, let me tell you an old saying: If God believes in you, it doesn't matter whether you believe in him or not."

" Why? What do I have that he doesn't?" Agnes thought to herself. She was confused, and her usual intuitions failed her in connection with Dracula. The count kept smiling however; it seemed nothing could break down his hilarity. He stood up, and set off towards Agnes. The latter was looking at him with mistrustful eyes. One thing she could surely feel in connection with Dracula: he is totally unpredictable. Agnes was like a frightened cat: all senses on top, ready to run or attack at anytime. Dracula walked up to her slowly, his steps echoed on the walls in the same rhythm as Agnes' heart was pounding. He held out his hand to the lady invitingly.

" I believe we could finish this night in a perfect way. Care to dance, my lady?"

Agnes smiled widely, and gave her hand to the count with pleasure.

" At last! The light in the end of the tunnel!" she thought " I was afraid he'd never ask! Now all I have to do is distract him with something when it's possible! Let the game begin."

She turned towards the count, and began looking at him with wistful eyes.

" You have no idea who you're tempting dear Agnes" Dracula said, and snapped his fingers. Candles lit up everywhere to reveal a giant ballroom with lancet windows, and a large organ with at least a thousand pipes. The organ shortly began playing by itself, the tune sounded vertiginous to Agnes' ears. The couple soon started dancing, and Agnes couldn't feel the marble floor under her feet after a while. The two dark figures slided gently on the glimmering floor like flakes of soot being blown together with snowflakes by the winter wind. Dracula began whispering in her ear, such things which she had wanted to hear her entire life.

" Stay here with me Agnes. Be my Lady and I will be your Lord. You have the secret I have been longing for centuries. Be mine, and I will make you my immortal beloved."

Agnes' hand seemed to burn like fire in Dracula's icy ones, and she was slowly losing control upon looking into Dracula's jet-black eyes, which reflected insatiable desire and lust. The count's blood also boiled with Agnes' closeness more than he expected to, the dainty line of her gentle neck looked more enticing than ever. He stopped Agnes, and dripped her slowly, following the lady, and leaning over her. For a while Agnes felt like she was in a dream; having the charming Dracula to embrace her, was more than a fantastic feeling. She felt the count holding her with arms of steel, and leaning over her, their faces getting closer and closer. Agnes gave a moan, and saw Dracula's canine teeth elongate, and eyes turn into electric blue. She could hear a loud scream in the back of her mind, and felt immediately that something was not right. Like pepped up from a deep sleep, Agnes could break free from the trance Dracula had drawn her into, for one brief moment.

" Oh my God!" she exclaimed in panic. All the events of the dinner had quickly run through her mind, and she also remembered the little surprise she had prepared for Dracula. She let go of the count's arm with her right hand, reached to the back of her head, and seized one of the large silver hairpins. Her hair fell without anything to hold it, and so did the other hairpin, giving a tinkling sound upon hitting the floor. Dracula was alarmed right away, and he grabbed Agnes' hand before she could stab him with the hairpin. The counts fangs went back to their normal size, and he jerked up Agnes swiftly.

" Now, this has been the second time you wanted to kill me in one night, my love! That is rather rude don't you think?" He asked with eyes still blue.

" I am not your love, quit calling me that!" struck back Agnes with a hint of fear in her voice, and was trying to escape Dracula's embrace. The count couldn't help wondering how Agnes managed to wake up from his mesmerism. He looked into Agnes' stubborn and accusing eyes, full of feelings and showing inner turmoil.

" I wonder what other special abilities you have.," he said, as his eyes got back their charming dark shade. Agnes didn't quite understand what he meant by that, but she wanted to think of a clever answer for temporisation.

" If I sire her now, I will never find out. All of her will be gone. Lost forever" Dracula thought, and gave a grimace of disgust. He already hated the heartless vampire Agnes was to become, before she was even born. His thoughts ventured far away.

" Why not?" he thought " I have all the time in the world."

Dracula leaned forward and kissed the dumbfounded Agnes passionately. She tried to protest at first, but then she gave in, by her own free will to her surprise. And she never wanted the moment to end. Agnes opened her eyes as their lips parted after what seemed like ages, and admired Dracula's dark beauty, like the count admired her innocent charm.

" You have just earned yourself another day among the living, darling" said Dracula, as Agnes was trying to regain control over her burning body, and surging feelings.

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