Chapter 3- Castle Dracula
Grace stirred, forcing her thoughts to break through this veil of impending darkness. She needed to reach the surface, she could see the light faintly swimming just beyond her grasp...she was almost there. Her heavy eyelids opened, letting in a small sliver of dim light. The blur of her vision didn't allow her to see much, but it was plain that she wasn't flying over her city anymore.
As the drowsiness Grace felt slowly left her, she opened her eyes to take in her surroundings. A small gasp escaped her dry lips as she observed this room's brilliance. It wasn't just any room, it was a magnificent bedchamber. The room was lit mere candles, lending their soft glow to give a hint of mystery about it. The tone was complete in its gothic splendor, holding ebony furniture and black drapes over the enormous windows. Grace sat up in the bed, and felt sheets of silk brush her pale skin. The room was startlingly intimate.
It was then that Grace glanced around, expecting to be alone. Her heart stopped in her chest as she noticed a man walking slowly from one of the many shadowed corners to stand beside the bed. Indeed, this man was just as beautiful as the room itself. She felt her body quiver as the man graced her with a smirk.
"Welcome to," He lifted his arms in a graceful manner, gesturing to the walls which enclosed them, "My Palace." His hypnotic voice swept over her and she closed her eyes briefly. Something about this room and this man seemed to quell the shock she should be feeling. Was she under some sort of spell? As her mind began turning with intensity once again, the suppressed questions arose. She returned her eyes to the haunting man to find his gaze still on her. As if sensing her next question he stated, "I, am Count Dracula." He made a short bow, a bow in which Grace couldn't decide whether was mocking, or simply his normal way of introduction. She shook her head slightly, feeling as though she was awakening from a dream. Vampires, wings, flying, darkness. Her earlier thoughts came flooding back full force. Grace inhaled sharply.
She looked up at the Count accusingly. Then, realizing he was expecting a reply, she said shortly, "I am Grace Davin." She paused, trying not to let her voice shake. "And excuse me, but where the hell am I?"
The Count leaned his head back slightly chuckling at her outburst. "I know who you are my dear, as to where you are..." He smirked, "Some might call this Hell... others, Transylvania."
Grace couldn't help but let her mouth fall open in shock. Transylvania?! She was in bloody Transylvania?! Rage, fear, and doubt surged through her at the news, but the next second inexplicably all Grace felt was calm. Her body relaxed and she looked fixedly before her, not taking notice of the look of triumph on Dracula's beautiful face.
"Not to worry my dear, you are in good company." His voice brought her out of her stupor and she turned her gaze to him once again, noticing a flash of hunger alight his eyes. The same hunger that had crossed the other vampire's features. Vampire! The voice in the back of her head sounded a silent alarm and she backed away, scooting to the opposite side of the bed. Just as she was about to pounce off, she backed into the chest of the Count. She gasped in surprise, recalling belatedly the useful ability of vampires to move from one place to another in the blink of an eye.
The Count placed a cold hand on the side of her neck, sending an involuntary shiver down her spine. "I did not bring you here to satisfy my....hunger" He said softly. His words again soothed Grace's rapidly beating heart, leaving her feeling calm.
Gaining confidence enough to speak, Grace asked, "Then why did you bring me here?"
She waited for his response as Dracula's hand slowly slid from her neck. "Well, I had heard of your experience with other dark creatures, and your ability to fight them off with ease." He answered with a small smile, acting as if this should fully explain his motives. His voice also held a note of authority, leaving no room for more question on the subject. She felt his hand on the small of her back, pushing lightly in a subtle command. Obediently, Grace slid back into the middle of the bed. Dracula smiled, "I shall return tonight to answer more of your questions, but until then I suggest you get some sleep." He turned on his heel, not waiting for her response, and strode out of a door Grace had not noticed before.
She sighed, hearing the unmistakable click of a lock, not that there was any need to lock her in. Where would she escape to? And Grace had a feeling that even if she were standing at the entrance of the castle, she wouldn't have the will to walk through the door. This feeling sent a wave of unease through her, and at that moment, the candles that had sent a glow throughout the room, extinguished. Drowsiness began to weigh heavily on her mind once more, and against her will she felt her eyelids droop. A yawn escaped her and the last thing she remembered thinking was 'but I just woke up', before she drifted into another dreamless sleep.
A/N- So you asked for a longer chapter....and it has been given! Thanks to everyone who reviewed....because without reviews I wouldn't be taking the trouble of posting this story. And thanks to Lauren who has become my BETA now....you rock man! And remember...if you are reading my story....review and tell me what you think!
Redsbury: Thanks! I tried to cause a feeling of suspense! Thanks for the review :-] Tassy: I'm glad you like the story, this is the first story I have really worked on, I'll try and update as fast as I can! Annonymous: Well...here is the chapter! So call your blue flesh eating monkeys off! oo lol, I'm glad you really liked it, it makes me happy to get reviews that say my story kicks ass :-] whoo! Sparrowgurl66: Thanks so much! That makes me feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside :-] And this chapter is longer...hope it tickles your fancy!
Grace stirred, forcing her thoughts to break through this veil of impending darkness. She needed to reach the surface, she could see the light faintly swimming just beyond her grasp...she was almost there. Her heavy eyelids opened, letting in a small sliver of dim light. The blur of her vision didn't allow her to see much, but it was plain that she wasn't flying over her city anymore.
As the drowsiness Grace felt slowly left her, she opened her eyes to take in her surroundings. A small gasp escaped her dry lips as she observed this room's brilliance. It wasn't just any room, it was a magnificent bedchamber. The room was lit mere candles, lending their soft glow to give a hint of mystery about it. The tone was complete in its gothic splendor, holding ebony furniture and black drapes over the enormous windows. Grace sat up in the bed, and felt sheets of silk brush her pale skin. The room was startlingly intimate.
It was then that Grace glanced around, expecting to be alone. Her heart stopped in her chest as she noticed a man walking slowly from one of the many shadowed corners to stand beside the bed. Indeed, this man was just as beautiful as the room itself. She felt her body quiver as the man graced her with a smirk.
"Welcome to," He lifted his arms in a graceful manner, gesturing to the walls which enclosed them, "My Palace." His hypnotic voice swept over her and she closed her eyes briefly. Something about this room and this man seemed to quell the shock she should be feeling. Was she under some sort of spell? As her mind began turning with intensity once again, the suppressed questions arose. She returned her eyes to the haunting man to find his gaze still on her. As if sensing her next question he stated, "I, am Count Dracula." He made a short bow, a bow in which Grace couldn't decide whether was mocking, or simply his normal way of introduction. She shook her head slightly, feeling as though she was awakening from a dream. Vampires, wings, flying, darkness. Her earlier thoughts came flooding back full force. Grace inhaled sharply.
She looked up at the Count accusingly. Then, realizing he was expecting a reply, she said shortly, "I am Grace Davin." She paused, trying not to let her voice shake. "And excuse me, but where the hell am I?"
The Count leaned his head back slightly chuckling at her outburst. "I know who you are my dear, as to where you are..." He smirked, "Some might call this Hell... others, Transylvania."
Grace couldn't help but let her mouth fall open in shock. Transylvania?! She was in bloody Transylvania?! Rage, fear, and doubt surged through her at the news, but the next second inexplicably all Grace felt was calm. Her body relaxed and she looked fixedly before her, not taking notice of the look of triumph on Dracula's beautiful face.
"Not to worry my dear, you are in good company." His voice brought her out of her stupor and she turned her gaze to him once again, noticing a flash of hunger alight his eyes. The same hunger that had crossed the other vampire's features. Vampire! The voice in the back of her head sounded a silent alarm and she backed away, scooting to the opposite side of the bed. Just as she was about to pounce off, she backed into the chest of the Count. She gasped in surprise, recalling belatedly the useful ability of vampires to move from one place to another in the blink of an eye.
The Count placed a cold hand on the side of her neck, sending an involuntary shiver down her spine. "I did not bring you here to satisfy my....hunger" He said softly. His words again soothed Grace's rapidly beating heart, leaving her feeling calm.
Gaining confidence enough to speak, Grace asked, "Then why did you bring me here?"
She waited for his response as Dracula's hand slowly slid from her neck. "Well, I had heard of your experience with other dark creatures, and your ability to fight them off with ease." He answered with a small smile, acting as if this should fully explain his motives. His voice also held a note of authority, leaving no room for more question on the subject. She felt his hand on the small of her back, pushing lightly in a subtle command. Obediently, Grace slid back into the middle of the bed. Dracula smiled, "I shall return tonight to answer more of your questions, but until then I suggest you get some sleep." He turned on his heel, not waiting for her response, and strode out of a door Grace had not noticed before.
She sighed, hearing the unmistakable click of a lock, not that there was any need to lock her in. Where would she escape to? And Grace had a feeling that even if she were standing at the entrance of the castle, she wouldn't have the will to walk through the door. This feeling sent a wave of unease through her, and at that moment, the candles that had sent a glow throughout the room, extinguished. Drowsiness began to weigh heavily on her mind once more, and against her will she felt her eyelids droop. A yawn escaped her and the last thing she remembered thinking was 'but I just woke up', before she drifted into another dreamless sleep.
A/N- So you asked for a longer chapter....and it has been given! Thanks to everyone who reviewed....because without reviews I wouldn't be taking the trouble of posting this story. And thanks to Lauren who has become my BETA now....you rock man! And remember...if you are reading my story....review and tell me what you think!
Redsbury: Thanks! I tried to cause a feeling of suspense! Thanks for the review :-] Tassy: I'm glad you like the story, this is the first story I have really worked on, I'll try and update as fast as I can! Annonymous: Well...here is the chapter! So call your blue flesh eating monkeys off! oo lol, I'm glad you really liked it, it makes me happy to get reviews that say my story kicks ass :-] whoo! Sparrowgurl66: Thanks so much! That makes me feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside :-] And this chapter is longer...hope it tickles your fancy!