The light of a full moon filters in through a few cracks in a boarded window. The sound of the creatures of the night beginning to stir arouses me. I know not where I am other than the fact that I feel safe and warm. I open one of my ice colored orbs and stare at the mass of golden locks just inches in front of my face. I take in a deep breath, not that I have to breath or anything of the like, but just so I can take in her scent. Oh she smells so sweet, like blooming lilacs. How I used to love that scent.

I did not move, now more than ever afraid I would wake her. I can't take that chance again. No I will sleep longer and wait for her to wake me. Yes that is what I will do. I close my eyes and once again drift off to sleep.

For the first time in a long while my sleep was not haunted by dreams of horror and sadness but rather something new.

"Aleera," The soft vocals of Marishka call out as she presses her seemingly warm form against my own. I would fell her bare flesh against my own. What a wonderful feeling it was to have her breast pressed against my flesh. Oh how it makes my mouth water. I must not let her know she has this effect on me.

"Yes my beloved?" I question. I am not afraid to question that now. I am not afraid of being hurt by her. No I feel safe with her.

"Dracula will not be back for a while," She whispers, seemingly mischievous smile graces her blood colored lips. "You know what that means, my love." She whispers before brushing her lips against my own. Oh they felt so soft and had a sweet taste to them.

I press my lips back against hers, never wanting to break this kiss. But suddenly a cold chill came over my body as if someone poured ice onto it. I turn to look behind me and shudder seeing those burning eyes glaring at me from the doorway. It couldn't be. I turn back to look at Marishka but she is gone and in her place lay my beloved, my creator and ruler.

He presses me against the bed as he lies down on my naked form. He licks his blood red lips before he lets them touch my body. How they burn! How they sear my flesh. I try to call out but I can't. My voice is gone. I look around for help. I can see her. I can see Marishka. She stands in the hall alone. I look at her with pleading eyes asking her to help me. But she didn't seem to notice, she just looks straight ahead as if we are not there.

I turn back to look into his red eyes. He holds my wrists with a single hand as he disrobes with the other. How I fear for my life. But why? He is my husband. I feel his member growing hard as he rubs his body against my own. The whole while he didn't speak. Didn't say a word, merely stared at me with those knowing eyes. I try to turn away from him but he turns my face about in his free hand.

I feel him growing harder. Please save me. I begin to cry, tears flowing down my cheeks. I hear him chuckle as he presses his member deeply into my flesh. I finally find my voice and scream out.

I feel myself being shaken about. I struggle to get free from the arms that bind me tightly in place. I hear her voice now. It is full of worry. I start to cry, the blood flowing freely from my eyes.

I quickly open them to find myself lying on the floor in one of the sac filled halls. What had happened to Dracula? I scream out again afraid he is the one shaking me and now holding me so near.

I turn ready to scratch out his eyes but find that the one holding me is Marishka. She seems afraid as she stares into my cold ice colored eyes. "You had a bad dream my dear. It was just a dream." She says as she strokes my hair. I nod slowly as I stare back into her calming yellow orbs.

"Yes just a dream." I murmur. If only it was just a dream, no this is a nightmare. I burying my head into her chest and continue to cry till sleep over comes me once again. This time I am plagued by no dreams, good or bad. It is just black. Black is good.

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