Sorry for the long wait for updates, but I've been very busy. But yeah, here we learn more about Standislav & his lovely assistant Radka. The two of them actually play a big part in the beginning, before Mayvn takes over. I'd like to thank Shero, my new reviewer, and Remember. Your reviews made me so happy, I couldn't stop smiling! Thank you so much!
Chapter 3: Midnight Meetings
The moment Standislav heard his sister enter the house he moved from his place at the wooden desk in his room. As he slipped on a velvet overcoat he could hear his sister enter and shut the door to her bedroom behind her. As if on queue he strung his rope out of the window and literally began to repel down the side of his own house. Landing softly on the ground with the experience of someone who had done that before he made his way off into the darkened village.
The majority of the human race would have had a near impossible time seeing anything in the dark. However the seventeen year old had made that trip so many times that it was engraved in his mind and he could've made the trip with his eyes closed.
As he rounded one corner he saw a woman dressed in black that was holding a black shawl to conceal her face.
"Radka?" he asked cautiously. The woman threw the shawl off and ran into his arms.
"You're late," she whispered.
"Would you like to try scaling down your house with blankets that you tied together?" he asked, somewhat amused.
"I wouldn't, but I've missed you,"she cooed, looking up at him. Her green orbs that gazed up at him made all of his hardships worth while. He lovingly buried his head in her chocolate brown hair.
"Look, it's only for a while longer. I'll move out and you and I will be married," he comforted.
"Yes," she sighed, "but until then." She smirked, wrapping her arms around his neck. The two began to passionately kiss, each of their bodies screaming for the one thing that they could not have. The moment they pulled away Standislav pulled her into a nearby alley and pressed her against the wall as they became more intimate, away from any who could tell their parents.
"You seem sad," she breathed as he began placing hot kisses down her neck and chest. He stopped having been completely caught off guard by the randomness of her words.
"How would you know?" he asked, smiling at her somewhat quirky nature. Since the moment they met, Radka never ceased to amaze Standislav. To most she seemed like a quirky, eccentric, yet beautiful girl whose head was in the clouds. However to those like Standislav who took the time to understand her, she really was a caring, understanding, and insightful person.
"I just know," was her reply.
"You know me too well," he said, solemnly. Gently she took his hand and led him out of the alley and into the open clearing where the two sat on a bench in the middle of the small clearing in town.
"Tell me," she softly commanded.
"Mayvn," he sighed, "she haunts my sister."
"It is your sister's guilt that haunts her," Radka reasoned.
"No Radka, I mean Mayvn is truly haunting her. Lurking in the shadows, she hardly rests," he said, barely sounding sane.
Where the rest of the world would have looked upon him and believed him mad, Radka spoke, "All right, so have you spoken to her yet?"
"You believe me?" he asked, slightly shocked. She nodded. Out of utter relief he wrapped his arms around her, smiling.
"You're welcome," she smiled, "now have you spoken to her?"
"Yes, but I didn't have the heart to tell her to stop. I'm sad that she's dead, not for Lucinda's inconvenience," he explained.
"You don't think she'd try and hurt her?" Radka asked.
"I don't know. But she's so angry. She... I don't know," he said, burying his face in his hands.
"I never knew Mayvn. I'd see her on occasion in town but... we never spoke to one another," Radka said slightly disappointed that she had never spoken to the now decease woman.
"Oh but she knew you," he smiled.
"Really? How is that?" she asked, amused by this.
"She judged everyone," he told, "it didn't matter if she'd spoken to you ore not but she could just tell whether you were a worth while person. She had almost everyone in the village figured out."
"And the whole village thought they had her figured out," she sighed, "but they were all wrong."
"Yes, but she was right about them," he said, starting to laugh at a memory. "You know how the whole town found out about Gregory and Milka having the affair?" she nodded. "About four months before everyone else found out, Mayvn and I were having one of our seldom conversations and she slips out that they're having an affair." Radka laughed for a moment.
"That was her, so observant, so smart," he said.
"And what did she think of me?" she asked, anxiously.
"She thought ... you were one of the few ones in this village that was any depth. I guess you could say she approved of you," he said.
"Wow, I guess I see the world differently than most but, I'm honored," she said.
"It was an honor she bestowed upon few," he said.
"Tell me more about Mayvn," she asked curiously.
"What do you want to know?" he asked.
"I remember her going out at night, weapons in hand. Tell me about her battles, and the things she protected this place from," she asked.
"All right," he smiled, "but you know she didn't do it for Bucovina. She did it for the thrill, she was a hunter by nature and it was one of the few things she enjoyed. Now, like almost any story surrounding Mayvn, it begins at night."
Of course it begins at night! This is a vampire story which means like 95 needs to take place at night. Now REVIEW my darlings, REVIEW!