Chapter 4: A Little Incident

To PT (guest): Just for you because you ask and I give. The full scene when Seras gets harassed by the jealous women and where Vlad cuts one of their heads off. Hopefully you will enjoy it and my other readers.

Seras quickly scampered across the empty hall, holding onto her skirt so she could run a little faster. She had totally forgotten to go out to water her plants, and today was an especially hot and dry day. They would surely burn and shrivel up in the sun if she didn't move to them shade and watered them. Thankfully Vlad didn't require help right now, he was currently spending his time in his room writing out some documents, so he wouldn't miss her for just a couple of moments. She could her sorcery to instantly travel between rooms but today there were guests so she had to reveal herself, she had no choice to remain in a solid appearance.

Reaching around a corner bend she turned but suddenly she bumped into a person, as she stumbled back she slowly opened her eyes which had closed instinctively at the impact of the bump. A female, she recognized her, Morus. She had slept with Vlad several times, and behind her were her little 'lackeys'. The ones who followed her around like chickens behind their mother. Gullible and guileless they had no opinion for themselves just following the more powerful one.

Seras having no time to deal with her attitude and arrogance tried to bow quickly and move around her, but Morus held out her arm in front of her chest stopping her from moving. "What's the rush, little girl?" She sneered at Seras as she looked down at her, Seras wasn't tall from the beginning so anyone could look down on her, but it didn't bother her. She had decades to deal with it.

"I need to tend to my flowers and plants. The weather is terrible today, they will surely die without my help", Seras said coolly as she gently pushed Morus's hand away from her chest, she didn't like Morus. She was too much prideful and hateful, and Seras knew that Morus prided in her beauty, and the fact was she was quite beautiful. If only her heart could match her looks, instead of being black and shrivelled. Her head was as empty as a bell, nothing but a tiny little ball to ring inside her head representing her brain, that is.

Morus's lackeys surrounded Seras immediately to prevent her escape, all giving her dark looks as they were equally jealous of Seras's relationship with Vlad. Seras internally sighed; her plants were definitely dead by now. She would have to travel far again to gather the seeds and bulbs. She could feel a small bubble of anger well up inside of her, she controlled it though not wanting to cause even more trouble for herself and these poor gullible women who didn't know any better. She from the corner of her eye she could see this little conflict was drawing a crowd, she let out a tired sigh. Let them run their course and when they were done take a long hot bath to relax, it sounded good in her mind so she simply stood still staring right Morus's eyes.

This unnerved Morus, she had never seen a person so calm, and the way that Seras looked at her, it felt like she was stripping off everything she had. Her pride, her beauty, exposing for what she was and revealing everything. Seras's pupils dilated into two small sharp slits and her eyes shifted in its colour slightly, from the beige blue it turned into a sharp crystal blue. Morus advertently took a step back, feeling too exposed to her eyes. "Don't you dare look at me those eyes! Thinking you're better than the rest of us, because he favours you more than us!" Morus shouted at her, beads of sweat running down her forehead. Seras didn't say anything back, still silently waiting for this entire ordeal to be over.

Morus's lackeys could feel the balance of power shifting, from Morus to Seras. Morus could feel it as well, so deciding to go with a different tactic to degrade her as much as possible. "With that child-like-body I bet couldn't even please your father", she gave out a snort, which made Seras narrow her eyes, how very unladylike she thought. And despite Morus saying that she had a child-like body it was in fact the very opposite. Her body was lithe and full breasts with all the right curves in all the right places, sure she was short but the fact that she looked like a small little animal made her even more endearing. And Seras knew this so she took no heed to her words. This continued for a couple more minutes and when they saw her expression had not changed throughout the entire time, it scared them. Especially Morus, she had never met a woman like her, it scared her.

Seras saw the noon sun rise higher into the sun, it was soon time for brunch; she needed to tend to Vlad. And she was sure that Vlad was wondering where she was at. Deciding that standing still wouldn't speed this entire process up, she finally opened her mouth for the first time during their one-sided conversation. "I need to go, can I discuss this matter with you another time? Otherwise my Lord will be quite angry", Seras said quietly. Not even waiting for her reply she turned heels and gently tried to push past her lackey's. They refused to budge giving her hateful glares as they pushed her back into the middle of the circle.

"Where do you think you're going?" Morus grabbed onto her shoulder and pulled her back her way so they would facing each other. Seras gave her a bored look with her eyes half open, her eyes rolled as she gave out a sigh. This riled out Morus whose anger would certainly be her end. "You bitch", she hissed as she narrowed her eyes at her.

Refusing to waste any more of her time she turned again, "Move please", she said to Morus's lackeys. They just came closer, surrounding her in a tight circle. Seras's patience was being tested at its best and she knew her anger was soon going to come out itself. "I said move", her eyes turned into an indigo where a deep and powerful magic swirled around in the depths of her eyes, bewitching the females. Slowly they drew back and formed a small path for her bowing as she walked past them. "Thank you", Seras said quietly, as she stepped briskly past they leaving the mortified Morus with a gaping mouth which open and shut without even words sounds coming out.

"What did you to them, you slut?!" Morus shouted at her when she finally regained her voice, Seras didn't turn back to face her. Refusing to be ignored Morus ran after her and grabbed onto her arm and pulled her back. "Did you not hear you hear me, bitch?! What did you do them?!" She shouted angrily as her face grew redder and redder into her rage. Finally having enough of this charade she turned brought her face up close to Morus's face. Her eyes shifting in colour, Morus's eyes widened as she her eyes change in colour, "Y-you witch", she whispered in fear and horror.

Seras voice became soft and low and almost hypnotizing, "Don't you have anything better to do, brat?" Seras sneered flipping the entire situation. And something snapped in Morus, forgetting her previous fear she held her hand high up in the air.

"There you are Seras. What are yo-", Vlad's words cut short by the scene he witnessed as he saw Seras around the corner of the corridor.

A resounding smacking sound echoed through the now quite full hall where bystander watched the spectacle. Morus's eyes were puffy as hot tears spilled out, running down her face ruining her makeup. Seras was in a slight shock, but soon she regained her composure, drawing her eyes slowly up. Blood dripping down from her cut cheek and cracked lips, a small smile spreading across her lips.

"Wrong move", she murmured to Morus, "Look behind me". To Morus's surprise and utmost horror she saw Lord Vlad stride up to them, with his sword unsheathed. "See you hell", Seras whispered right next to Morus's ear, "Because the devil has come out to play". A cruel smirk stretched across her face. Vlad wrapped his arm around Seras's waist and pulled her gently away from Morus whose trembling form made her look to pitiful. Seras felt a small pang of remorse but then remembered she had this coming for quite some time, so casting away her feelings of pity she slowly looked away knowing that this would be that last time she would see Morus is one whole piece.

"You dare hit my aide?" Vlad's rich baritone voice echoed through the hall, making Morus shiver even more in fear, she tried to speak in her defence but Vlad silenced her His eyes were pitch black staring down at her, his expression was so hateful and terrifying that Morus could feel years of her life being stripped away. "You dare hit my servant. My first follower. The one who had stayed by my since I was a child. You dare hit her?" Vlad made to room for argument, soon Morus was no longer able to hold her own weight, her legs collapsing beneath her. A small puddle appeared beneath her legs as she continued to shiver.

"Pl-please my Lo-", a flash of silver and suddenly she was no longer looking at Vlad's face but the ceiling. Her head had been cleanly cut off, blood began raining down from her neck. The women who standing around as witness screamed out in shock, as they felt the warm blood splatter onto their clothes and skin. Several unable to handle the fact that a person head come flying off in front of them fell unconscious. The few males who watched the scene shook their head in disappointment, acknowledging the fact that the poor women whose head had come off had done wrong. Upsetting Vlad was the worst possible thing to do, and especially hurting the one women he actually had any care for.

He smashed down his sword on the now dead female, again and again. Hacking at her already mutilated body. Her blood, flesh and bone mashing together into a thick chunky soup. Seras cringed, that was excessive, the blood splattering onto Vlad as he shielded away from the gore and splatters. Finally when he was done he drew his sword and tightening his hold onto Seras's waist and flung her over his broad shoulders, marching away leaving the now maimed body of Morus. Seras said nothing as she allowed herself to be manhandled, not wanted to invoke anymore of Vlad's wrath.

Vlad was completely silent during the entire walk, Seras didn't attempt to make any conversation, patiently waiting for Vlad's anger to simmer down. He kicked open his chamber doors open and slammed it shut, turning the lock for the doors. He dropped Seras onto his bed, unsheathing his sword and flung it into the red flames of the fire. Refusing to use the sword ever again, with her filthy blood staining the blade. After throwing the sword away he returned to Seras's side kneeling down by her side, taking her face in his hands. Carefully wiping away the dry blood from her skin, to his satisfaction her lips had already healed and the cut on her cheek had almost disappeared. The redness had already faded away and soon within a couple moments there wasn't even a trace of the attack on her face.

He brought his lips onto her temple, cheeks and hands; kissing fervently. His eyes gazing at her with such sorrow. "Where else did she hit you? Do you have any other injuries?" Vlad said calmly but Seras could clearly see the raging fire within his eyes. He would not leave this incident alone until every person who had done her wrong was reprimanded, or even better in Vlad's eyes; dead.

Seras shook her head, sitting still letting him inspect her arms, and neck and anywhere else. Finding this a little irritating she pulled his hands away from her skin. "I'm fine. You would know this by now", she murmured giving him a reassuring smile. "See totally fine", waving her arms still smiling trying to cool down Vlad's anger. "And besides I was handling it fine by myself", Seras said.

Vlad gave her a sharp look, "Of course you were", he said sarcastically. Vlad got up and pulled her with him. "Come along, we are going for a little walk and while we walk you will point out very female you has wronged you", he began dragging her towards the door. Seras didn't want to go back out, she was already very tired today. Pulling against his arm she attempted to stop him of his tracks, cursing his brute strength her flimsy arms.

"Stop Vlad, I don't want to go out again today. Can I just tell you the names?" Seras pleaded, she honestly didn't want to see their horrified faces knowing their end was near. And she felt drained after this entire experience, not to mention she used a bit of sorcery when she wasn't supposed to. Vlad stopped in his tracks and let out a huge sigh.

"Alright then", he didn't let go of her arm but led her back to his bed and let her sit down. He watched her close her eyes briefly, her eyes turning into an indigo as she stared up at the ceiling. Vlad finally let go of her arm and pulled a chair over to her so they sat opposite of each other. Seras rubbed her wrists where he had his death-grip on them, trying to get the blood flowing once more.

It was quiet for a moment until Vlad broke the silence, "When…you left for a moment. I was worried…that you had left me, abandoned me, that you had disappeared without a trace. Leaving me behind by myself again", his voice almost shaky and hesitant, revealing a small part of him which was weak and insecure. He had sealed off his hearts so many years ago, it was rare for him to act like this. Seras never questioned it, she knew he was happy enough for her to be by his side. This weak side of him he had never revealed to another, only her.

She blinked her eyes in surprise, and laughed. Vlad flashed his eyes up in shock. Why was she laughing? He growled at her as she continued to laugh, she leaned closer to him and flicked his forehead. He jolted back in surprise as he held onto his forehead, the slight stinging sensation rang in his head.

"Did you feel that?" Seras said wryly, her sharp teeth showing as she grinned. She took his hand and placed it over her heart, there he could fell this dull throbbing. It was a terribly slow thumping and soft. As it wasn't there in the first place, but he could feel it. "I'm here, aren't I? Or do you still believe that I'm a delusion made from your mind?" A bubble of laughter erupted from throat as she remembered the first time he met her. The first time he saw her was eleven, but the first time she met him was much earlier.

Vlad leaned in and placed his ear over her chest, listening to the constant thumping of her heart, the rhythmic beat soothed his worries and instantly calmed him down. "You can hear it right?" Seras said with a small smile. Vlad lifted his head and stroked her golden hair, and nodded.

"Then I'm here", she said lightly, her eyes twinkling. Vlad's lips twitched, his eyes on her lips. They were glistening and full, he wanted to. But before he could even act upon his impulse Seras pulled away from his reach, "I know it's only noon, but I'm going to take a bath. I'll talk to you later, okay?" Seras said as she let loose of her which was in a low braid. Vlad nodded numbly, as he put his own hand over his heart. Seras had already left to the bathroom but Vlad was sitting still. His heart was beating frantically, as if trying to escape its own chest cavity.

It hurt so much.

The story will continue in the next chapter, if you read the top then you know why I typed this up. Thanks for the many reviews, a lot of them are guest reviews so they don't show up until a couple days later, but I still can read them in in my gmail. To the French girl who typed her review in French, I can't read French but thanks to google translate I was able to see what you wrote. And thanks for that. Good to know that my readers are multilingual. I myself am actually Chinese. Big surprise, lol.

This chapter is slightly shorter than my previous ones, but then again this wasn't part of my plan so sorry.

Morus is latin for fool, tomfool, berk, blunderhead etc. There are variations for the word 'fool' in Latin but you will hav to find out for yourself.

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