Terribly sorry about the lack of updating on my part. I've been overcome by a major writer's block but I felt bad about not posting for over a week so I forced myself to work on a new chapter. I promise to make the next chapter better. And longer.

Ch4

Amira awoke several hours later with her entire body aching. She turned over and stared at the blood-red painted ceiling for a bit before remembering where she was. Dracula. She slowly got out of bed and stretched to help the pain cease.

"Amira my dear. Good to see you're finally awake." Amira spun around and came face to face with Dracula.

"Can you try using the door every once in a while? I could have been taking off my clothes and you would have just materialized in." Dracula smirked at the idea. "Don't smirk at me like that Count!"

"I wouldn't talk to your master like that if I were you." His smirk grew. "I might just have to punish you." Amira had to calm herself so she would not shoot back a nasty remark at him. Oh god. He is my master. The reality of it all began to sink in.

"Well still. I think you should use the door instead of just appearing in here. It's rather rude. Now, if you will excuse me, I am going to go take a bath. I am filthy from the little fight we had yesterday." Amira promptly spun on her heel and walked in the bathroom. There was already steaming water in the golden tub.

"I will be waiting for you in the main library my dear." Dracula called as she shut the bathroom door. "I have something for you." Amira turned around to stare at the closed door as if trying to see through it to Dracula. He has something for me? Amira was vaguely disturbed by? this. She wasn't sure she wanted anything that Dracula wanted to give her.

Amira quickly stripped off the once white clothing (It was now dirty and torn from the flight from the castle and the duel with Dracula) she had been wearing since yesterday and got into the tub.

When Amira was finished with her bath she towel dried her wavy hair and pulled out a random dress from the wardrobe. It was a light blue dress with elaborate swirls of gold embroidery at the hem of it. The V neck was rather low but she really liked how the dress fit perfectly on her slim form so she wore it anyways.

As she was turning to leave she noticed something shiny on her bed. She slowly walked across the room and looked at the object on her bed. She immediately realized it was the scimitar she had worn yesterday evening and a note with slanted but elegant handwriting on it. "The scimitar looks lovely on you my precious," she read aloud, "I want you to wear it." Amira looked at it in disgust. Ugh. I hate this man! He's just trying to prove that I am no threat to him! Men! She stared at the scimitar for a moment before attaching it to the belt she was wearing. She didn't want to be caught unprotected around the other creatures that might dwell in this castle.

Amira left through the tall doorway leading into one of the main halls and headed for the library. When she walked into the room she awestruck by the sheer amount of books in this one room. There must have been thousands upon thousands of books in there. Amira stood there for a moment with her mouth open before Dracula called to her. "Amira my dear, you may gawk at my books some other time. I want to give you my gift." Amira shut her mouth so hard that her teeth clacked together.

Dracula was sitting in a large red armchair looking devilishly handsome. Amira didn't really want to be near him at the moment for it just struck her how revealing her dress was. She didn't want Dracula to get any ideas. She glided towards him anyways and sat in the armchair identical to his that was facing him.

The count rose from his chair and strode towards her. Amira willed herself not to act weak. After that disaster when she ran away she wanted to appear is strong as she could. He held out a hand for her to take, much like he did several days ago when he first met her. Amira hesitantly grasped his hand and he helped her to her feet.

"Don't be afraid, my precious Amira," He whispered soothingly to her, "I will not punish you for that little incident yesterday. You must not attempt to escape again however. I might get angry."

Amira had to battle with herself in order not to snap back at him.

"Turn around and shut your eyes my dear. I want to give you your gift." Amira slowly turned around. She desperately wanted to run as fast as she could away from this horrible man who had killed nearly all of her family but she forced her self to stay in place. Dracula moved her brown locks of hair out of the way, leaving her pale neck completely exposed. Amira began to quiver in fear. Has he decided to bite me now? She kept her eyes shut though. She felt something heavy being placed around her neck. "Open your eyes Amira."

Amira gasped in shock at the necklace the Dracula had given her. A mirror had somehow been place in front of her allowing Amira to see the necklace. It was the prettiest necklace she had ever seen; it was a pendant in the shape of a serpent. The serpent and the thin chain that held it were made out of the purest silver she had ever seen. The serpent's tiny eyes were made out of bright green sapphires. The chain was just long enough so that the small serpent hung in the middle of her chest. The odd thing was that the pendant seemed to change position whenever she didn't look directly at it; it made it rather mysterious.

"I thought you would like it." Amira jumped. She had forgotten Dracula was there. She spun around and stared at him. Dracula arched a thin black eyebrow at her. "Did I surprise you?"

"No. Of course not!" She snapped, angry at herself for getting surprised so easily. "Thank you for the necklace. It is beautiful."

"You are most welcome." He took a step forward, his voice becoming husky. "However, the necklace is not as beautiful as you." His eyes turned a dark blue. Amira took a step back and bumped into the mirror. Dracula stepped towards her, their bodies nearly touching. Amira was pressing her body against the mirror as if hoping she would sink through. He cupped her chin in one of his pale hands and brought her head up she was looking straight into his eyes.

"I will not let you seduce me, Dracula." Her words like venom and her eyes narrowing.

"Oh really?" Dracula smirked.

He then leaned down and kissed her. Amira felt as if she was soaring; she had never kissed so passionately or this well before. His mouth was warm and moist; his tongue seemed to be exploring every part of her mouth. Amira just began actually returning the kiss when a servant man walked into the room.

"Count, I was wonder-"His thin face grew bright red as he realized what they had been doing. Dracula and Amira both spun around. Amira took this opportunity to rush from the room mumbling an excuse about needing to fix her hair; it had in fact grown rather messy.

Amira was well out of earshot when Dracula began yelling at the unfortunate serving man. "You ignorant fool! Do you realize how close I was to getting her to fall under my spell!"

The serving man began stuttering desperate excuses about not knowing what had been happening but before he got very far Dracula ended his life rather gruesomely by biting into his neck and sucking him dry of blood. The body crumpled to the floor as the enraged count stalked to his room.

Amira slumped dejectedly on her bed, mentally berating herself for nearly returning the kiss. I didn't mean to! It just felt so good. That man makes my skin crawl! That night Amira vowed never to let herself be seduced by Dracula again.

A.N. That took me forever to write even though it's rather short, which again I apologize a thousand times for. I got through the block at the end of the chapter though. This chapter wasn't totally fluff though. The snake necklace shall come into play later on in the story. –shifty eyes- I hope you liked it. Tell me what you liked and didn't like please. Just review!