We came upon a mansion.

'So...this is one of Ferid's mansions, huh? Though we may be here to find a way to save those two, I'll do a thorough search while we're here for any useful information.'

"Uwah! It must be worth millions! Do vampires really make good money?" Shinoa exclaimed in awe.

"Hey, don't say stupid things. In this world, money doesn't amount to anything," Kimizuki spoke.

"Money doesn't buy happiness," I spoke, staring at my reflection in the polished iron bars with a distant expression.

"Oh? How would you know? You're a princess, so you should've had the good life," Mitsuba said nonchalantly.

I looked over my left shoulder slightly, "Look, I've been fighting destiny for a long time and I'm getting good at it, and I'm not about to stop now."

"Geez, what's your problem?" Mitsuba questioned, crossing her arms.

"Are you seriously asking me that?" I asked, not caring if I received an answer or not.

Before she spoke again, I looked away from the black iron gates and took small inhales of the air with my nose.

"That scent..." I mumbled and took one last inhale before my eyes widened at realizing whose it was.

Spreading out my wings, I began to run towards the gates and jumped up to get a flying start.

"Hey! Where ya goin'?!" I heard Yu yell after me, but I didn't answer.

'That scent. I know it anywhere when I get a whiff of it. My nose is not deceiving me,' I thought, narrowing my eyes at a particular window.

I set down on the ledge and looked inside to see beautiful dresses on mannequins and jewelery of all kinds on two royal blue victorian dressers.

Sliding my right hand up on the glass while adding pressure, it cracked open, so I used both hands to slide it up more.

Slipping inside, I closed the window behind me and looked around more, finally coming to a conclusion.

'...These are my mother's dresses and outfits she loved..and that's her jewelry. Why would they be here?' I thought in utter confusion as I saw a couple pictures of her and myself.

I came upon a grand gray mural on the wall in between the dressers. There was a woman, cupping a child's cheek as she layed on the floor...as if she was dying.

My eyes widened, 'The prophecy. It's here...Why would Bathory have the prophecy of...of me?'

I looked to the victorian dresser on the left and saw a picture of me, my mother and father. We were smiling as if the future was promising...

At least I thought that.

'...Dante, answer me. Tell me who you really are, what your purpose is, and why are you doing it for that purpose.'

She didn't answer.

'I demand an explanation, now.'

Still, no answer.

'Dante, I order you to-'

"Answer you?"

Looking up to the silver mirror that was apart of the royal blue dresser, I saw a reflection of Dante and not myself.

"Tell me everything. Ferid Bathory didn't collect these items on a whim, did he? Why has he gathered the remaining items of my my mother's?"

"...Because prior to my death, I told him to do so."

I digged my nails into my palms, "So, I was right all along...You are my mother. Why have you been avoiding the truth all this time?"

She smiled, "Forgive me, Sayomi. I didn't want you to find out exactly like this, but not only is it me, but your father is also apart of me. I didn't consume his body whole. Instead, I burried him where his body wouldn't decay. As for this room, I told Ferid to gather items that survived the fire when Krul left. Speaking of Krul..."

"What is it?"

Seriousness crossed her eyes, "Though she set our home aflame, she...she is not the one who killed me."

I gasped, "What? Are you saying that someone else...tried to kill you that night?"

She nodded with a frown, "Apparently so, but they disguised themselves as Krul. I sensed this at the last minute. I've been meaning to tell you, but whenever it came to Krul...your soul wavers in rage."

I chuckled and shadowed my face with my bangs, "She's not the murderer...Hahahaha, I've been blinded by rage all these years?"

"I'm really sorry, Sayomi."

"No, that's okay. She still attempted to kill you and I by setting our home on fire. Now I have half a bone to pick. Mother, do you know who killed you?"

She shook her head, "No, but when you meet that person, you'll know."

A smile appeared on my lips, "Alright and thank you for telling me. Hey, you didn't tell me why you told Bathory to gather all these items. And why is it most of yours or mines?"

She tilted her head in confusion, "I never told him to gather your things, only mine, so I could have more to bound me to this world."

I lifted an eyebrow, "Then...why are they here?"

She seemed clueless at first before sighing, "Oh, God, no. Please, don't tell me that psychopath has fallen for you..."

I widened my eyes as light pink dusted my cheeks, "What?!"

"Sadly, I speak the truth. I don't know how, but you somehow seduced him. Perhaps when he went flying out the bus's front window or previously?"

I scoffed and crossed my arms, "I don't know when and I don't care! He killed my family from Hyakuya Orphanage and I won't-"

She put her hands on her hips, "Won't forgive him? Sayomi, you know I taught you better than that. No matter how painful, horrible or silly the deed is...you must, but NEVER forget. What you go through are life lessons. Understand?"

I looked away and sighed, "Yes and I'll try...to forgive him, though I know Mika and Yu won't."

"Mikaela? *Giggle*"

I looked back at her in the mirror, "What's so funny?"

She flapped her left hand dismissively, "It's nothing. By the way, I've noticed you're dedicated to protect those two."

"Of course I am. They're the last of my family at Hyakuya Orphanage and they're really precious to me..."

She smirked, "Precious, hm? Precious as in romantic?"

I put my right hand over my now fast beating heart as my cheeks turned scarlet, "...Maybe so. I tell myself I love them as friends and like family, yet I..."

She smiled tauntingly, "Can't convince yourself? *Giggle* Don't worry, sweetie. You'll figure it out. You know...it's nice talking to you like a real mother to daughter after..eight years."

I smiled at her, "It is nice. I wish I could ask more, but I think the others are getting worried about my absence."

"Agreed, but before I go physically, know this...when in doubt, rely on Dante."

I tilted my head in confusion, "Dante? Aren't you her?"

"You forgotten that I told you that I didn't consume your father's body. His body is combined with mine. Together, we are Dante."

With that being said, Dante disappeared from the mirror as mine reappeared.

I narrowed my eyes, 'They've been with me since I escaped Sanguinem and...I didn't even know it...'

(Hello, reader-chans/kuns~! Welcome to the third part in this book. In this, Sayomi's parents' memories will be revealed more)