21. No Tears Left Over
As Lily felt the bullets and arrow hit her she said goodbye. She had never expected to be able to open her eyes again. She hoped to awake at home with her father at her side, comforting her. Maybe it was all a nightmare and she could be with him again?
Lily opened her eyes. She couldn´t see much but everything around her felt cold. A smell of death reached her nose as she tried to move.
Under her own body was lying another. Cold, pale, stiff. Where was she? On top of her was lying another one, just as cold as the other. Lily wanted to throw up. She was lying between corpses!
She struggled to get out wherever she lay in but couldn´t. One of her legs she couldn´t feel anymore. Her whole body seemed to be numb.
"How many ones are in there?", Lily heard a rich voice ask. No doubt it was Dracula who was now inspecting the witches.
"Six witches, my lord", another man answered, probably the inquisition, "I don´t know who but that isn´t important, is it?" The man laughed. Dracula´s gaze wandered over the dead body´s, looking if someone was still alive. Lily wanted to move. She wanted to get out of the thing that seemed to be a simple cart.
She wanted to call to Dracula. Her voice wouldn´t speak. Finally Lily was able to push the woman on top of her a bit aside.
"Stop! Lift this one up!", the vampire commanded as he saw the movement. Or did his eyes play a trick on him? But he could swear that he still heared a heartbeat.
The inquisition did as he wished and threw the top corpse from the cart. Dracula eyed the woman that came to show.
Lily had closed her eyes again. It was hopeless. She was that thin and dirty that not even her father would have recognized her. Suddenly she felt a cool hand in her hair. She had longed for this touch.
Slowly, very slowly she opened her eyes a bit to see that Dracula´s dark ones were locked on hers. Did he know who she was?
"Vlad...", Lily whispered. Nothing else could leave her mouth at the moment. She hoped that he had heard her.
For a few seconds that seemed like hours Dracula just stroked her hair. He swallowed hard and closed his eyes. Then everything went fast. Quickly but carefully he put his arms around Lily and lifted her out. Holding her close to his own body he stormed off into the tower.
He nearly jumped upstairs and kicked the door to his chamber open. He laid her down on his bed and rolled Lily on her stomach.
Dracula held both of his hands over the hole the arrow had made. Murmuring some words in Romanian he healed the wound.
He did the same with the wound in her leg. Then he left the room and returned two minutes later with a pail of water, a washcloth and to Lily´s surprise a pair of tongs. The vampire placed one of his hands over her shoulder. "This is going to hurt", he warned her before he plunged the instrument into the wound there.
Lily whimpered as the cold metal made it´s way deep into the hole. A clirring sound came from it as if it had touched something made of the same material. Between seconds the pair of tongs was gone, together with a bullet that Dracula had pulled out.
He closed the wound and then cleaned it with the washcloth. "I´m sorry." Lily had buried her face in the cushions on the bed and started crying.
But in all those tears of pain were still some of joy. Dracula had saved her once more and she could be with him now. I forgive too quickly, she thought to herself but she couldn´t help but feel good while being with him.
"Lily, there´s something you should know", he began. Then he paused for a moment. He shouldn´t have said this but now it was too late.
He had to tell her. He owed far too much to her. "Your father isn´t dead."
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