"They used to tell me I was building a dream

With peace and glory ahead

Why should I be standing in line

Just waiting for bread?"

- Brother Can You Spare A Dime by Bing Crosby

Author- Hey guys, I am really happy that you guys love this book so much! I'm really proud of myself and you guys for sticking by me for so long. Also, I have a question for you guys, if any of you are artists for people who love to draw I would really like to see you do a fanart of this fanfic. I love to draw myself and I really want to see what your creative minds think of Lyall would look like. If you want to I can wait to see them, if not that is okay I just wanted to ask. Of course I'm going to draw her also. I can't wait! Well back to the chapter. Enjoy!

Vlad's Pov

"Damn her to hell!" I thought while grinding my teeth. I just want a moment with my Inger but cravens keep getting in my way. I glared at my so called wife… Elisabetta. She was just a woman to bare children for me and that is it. Woman like her makes me sick. She was given to me as a gift from the king of Hungary. In order to keep their loyalty they offered her to me as my bride. At that time I admit that she was beautiful and that I was in need of companionship. But she was not my Lyall… not even close. After we wed and I bedded her she became nothing but a pass time and she became a craven and never once bared me a child. She always claimed that she loved me but I never believed her. She would shiver in my presence and obey my every command. As a woman should. But when I think of my Inger, I don't want her to be afraid of me.

"Lordul meu! Ai ceva de spus !?"(My Lord!? Do you have anything to say!?). I was brought back from that outburst. I looked up at my so called wife at the top of the staircase. She was dressed in green with gold embroidery. Her skin was a sickly pale and her dark hair was tangled and messy. Her dark brown eyes were blazing with rage like and earthquake waiting to erupt with deep dark circles under her eyes. I glared at her. How dare she looks down on me and my Inger. "Nu este femeia ta! Sau, ajută-mă, te voi imputa la porțile acestui castel. Ceea ce fac la vremea mea nu privește problema ta."(No your place woman! Or so help me I will impale you to the gates of this castle. What I do on my time is no concern of yours.) I said cooly. In an instant that fiery in her eyes was gone and what was left was fear. She got down on her knees and bowed down. "Please forgive me husband!" She screamed in terror shaking from head to toe. I heard a gasp and turned to Lyall. She was covering her mouth in shock. Having no idea on what is happening. I sighed. "What an exhausting day." I thought while rubbing my face in frustration.

"My My~" said an elegant voice. I turned away from Lyall and saw my second wife emerge. Iona. A seductive mix. With her skin as fair as freshly fallen snow; her long golden hair shining like a fine piece of gold; then her cold blue eyes that can pierce a man's soul. I was foolish. I bedded her once at a brothel. She was a whore when I met her. With her body and sweet seductive words she had me bed her in a matter of seconds. I enjoyed her so much that I kept seeing her again and again. Fulling my hungry desires. On the 8th time she asked me to marry her and promised me that she would bear a child. A boy that would take over my throne when I'm gone. Me being my foolish self married her.

Now before me is my mix of a wife swelling with my child smiling in amusement at my craven first wife. " Elisabetta dear. Get off that filthy ground. Your humiliating yourself in front of our husband and his guest." Iona said with a laugh. She looked at Lyall with a sinister smile. I grabbed Lyall by her arm and hid her behind me and away from my second wife's eyes. Iona smiled even further. Elisabetta shot up from the ground and glared at the mix. "I am not taking orders from a slut like you!" She yelled. Her hair getting more tangled than before. Iona only smirked and descended down the stairs. Elisabetta huffed and also descended down the stairs. They both came towards me and cursited in respect. "Lubit soț, te-ai întors." (Beloved husband. You have returned.) They coursed.

" I have returned." I said to them. They lifted themselves up. "Dear husband~. Who is this little rabbit you brought?" Iona asks, trying to get a glimpse at Lyall. Elisabetta remained quiet and waited for my response. I felt a feather touch of my hand. I turned my head at Lyall shocked. She looked up at me with her beautiful, blind green eyes and squeezed my hand even tighter. I smiled at her. " Yes… my Inger." I thought. I squeeze back and pulled her to my front, revealing her.

Lyall's Pov

I don't understand what is happening… but I could feel Vlad was uncomfortable so without me thinking I just grabbed his hand. I wanted to comfort him. I felt him squeeze back and it gave me a huge relief. But then he pulled me like a rag doll and held me firmly in place. " Her name is Lyall. I found her in the countryside." Vlad explained. I started to become nervous, I did hear both women come down towards Vlad. But… I couldn't understand why they called him "my lord" and "husband". There is so much that Vlad had to explain. I felt both women's stares. The one I recognize was Elisabetta. In the in-between she had a kind and gentle look but with this… her past self that is alive… her stare was different. It was full of hatred towards me. "What did I do to deserve that stare?" I thought questionaly. The other woman however is another story. Her stare was gentle… elegant but off. "I don't like this one bit." I thought.

"My My~" the woman cooed. I heard her step forward towards me. She smelled harshly of powerful perfume. It made me want to gag. Her fingertips caressed my face. I cringed at her touch. "She is nice and developed. She is beautiful. It is too bad that your blind. What can you do… little rabbit?" She asked sweetly. Maybe too sweetly. I gulped, scared to answer her. " Answer her you cow! I will not show you mercy even if you are blind whore! Do you even have a tongue!" Elisabetta screeched. I felt something snapped within me. I have been called a lot of things… but whore I am not. " I HAVE A TONGUE!" I yelled. The woman with too much perfumed backed away from my outburst. " And I am no whore. To answer your question milady I can cook and I… I…" I said with pride but suddenly my confidence faltered. I covered my mouth in shock. "I never raised my voice to anyone before." I thought in shock. I went down to my knees and bowed.

"Forgive me! I didn't mean to raise my voice." I apologized. Elisabetta who was also silent from my outburst collected herself once again and coughed. "Well… at least you know your place." She said. Then I heard another pair of steps coming towards me again. It was the perfumed woman. She lifted my head. "Come now… don't stop. I love a girl with strong confidence. Ignore the old bat. Now finish what you were saying." She cooed. " Of all the insolence! How dare you speak to me that way!" Elisabetta screamed. It felt like the perfumed woman ignored Elisabetta screeching and waited for my answer. I thought for a moment and remembered the time I was singing at church and… singing a lullaby to Vlad.

"I can sing." I said finally. The perfumed woman gasped. "Wonderful! I would love to hear a sample! Please sing for us rabbit!" She laughed. I was about to answer her but was lifted up from the ground again and was held by Vlad. "That will be enough Iona, Elisabetta. She shall entertain you at dinner." Vlad said coldly. "Yes dear husband." They both said. So… there both his wife's? I don't understand. Not at all. I can feel a headache coming on.

"Welcome to our family rabbit."