Lady Luna Ravenswood
Local Pagan
Victoria still felt guilty about the whole ordeal, she ad been so foolish and worried her love. She still felt a tinge of pain in her leg especially, when he picked her up. The water felt good on her leg but, she didn't even think about that when he spoke. He seemed tired and it worried her, especially since she did not know how long she had been out. She reached her hand up and touched his cheek, as he kissed her scars. Se had really worried him and it made her feel bad.
"Love you need to rest."
She looked at him with worried eyes as he picked up her up again and set her on the bed. She didn't feel tired although, to make sure he did not worry she gently closed her eyes as he nuzzled up next her. She opened her eyes again once a few minutes passed. She looked at her love who was asleep, it made her happy since he seemed exhausted. She couldn't sleep at the moment, her mind wandered to the singing she heard. it sounded like a male singing yet, it seemed oddly familiar.
Over the next two decades Victoria didn't leave the manor without telling Vlad like she promised. She did however send a servant to the her family plot each time she caught word or received a letter, that one of her siblings passed, to lay flowers on their grave. She left a not with each one that simply had the letter V on it. She had learned from sending the flowers that she had a tomb there as well. It said that she had passed away at an unknown date since she had went missing. All her siblings were gone, and their children did not know she existed. She didn't want it any other way, it was easier for them to think she was dead then try to keep her a secret. It felt slightly surreal that 100 years had passed since she was to be wed to Dragos. She had changed her last name since then and, her and Vlad had lived in another home for a while as well. It was finally time to return the manor. Tomorrow she was to marry to Vlad and make a blood bond. She was not still entirely sure what that was but, she did not care. As long as she was with Vlad for the rest of time. She looked at the manor as they approached it, there was party being thrown tonight in honor of their return and the wedding tomorrow. She knew he had invited some old friends of his, fellow creatures. She looked at as Vlad as he welcomed her home.
"I feel like we have been away for every my love."
She looked at the manor which, had not changed since they left. Once they left the carriage they were greeted by his old friends. She felt like Lord Damairus was looking at her weird. Once inside the man invented her to dance. To not be rude she accepted but, she didn't like the way Lady Samara was looking at her love. She found herself further and further away from Vlad . She looked at Lord Damairus who was now leading her to the balcony after the last dance.
"Is there some reason you brought me out her Lord Damairus?"
He grabbed her right arm as he had a devilish look on his face.
'Yes my lady there is'
He ripped the sleeve on her dress exposing her scars. She tried to cover them and he slapped her arm away.
'Aw yes...I remember that day. I turned you after I saw you in the forest. You were so beautiful and you had to be mine.'
Her eyes widened, did he just say turn her? She looked franticly for Vlad who, was most likely still talking to Samara. She tried to pull away but, was forcefully pulled closer to him.
'I wont let you be taken away again...'
She went to scream for Vlad but, a damp cloth suddenly covered her face and she blacked out. He unconscious body was taken to a waiting carriage by Damairus as he loaded himself and Victoria in. He looked at the driver.
'The local inn now. And this is of upmost urgency.'
The driver whipped the horses as they sped away towards town.
"Love you need to rest."
She looked at him with worried eyes as he picked up her up again and set her on the bed. She didn't feel tired although, to make sure he did not worry she gently closed her eyes as he nuzzled up next her. She opened her eyes again once a few minutes passed. She looked at her love who was asleep, it made her happy since he seemed exhausted. She couldn't sleep at the moment, her mind wandered to the singing she heard. it sounded like a male singing yet, it seemed oddly familiar.
Over the next two decades Victoria didn't leave the manor without telling Vlad like she promised. She did however send a servant to the her family plot each time she caught word or received a letter, that one of her siblings passed, to lay flowers on their grave. She left a not with each one that simply had the letter V on it. She had learned from sending the flowers that she had a tomb there as well. It said that she had passed away at an unknown date since she had went missing. All her siblings were gone, and their children did not know she existed. She didn't want it any other way, it was easier for them to think she was dead then try to keep her a secret. It felt slightly surreal that 100 years had passed since she was to be wed to Dragos. She had changed her last name since then and, her and Vlad had lived in another home for a while as well. It was finally time to return the manor. Tomorrow she was to marry to Vlad and make a blood bond. She was not still entirely sure what that was but, she did not care. As long as she was with Vlad for the rest of time. She looked at the manor as they approached it, there was party being thrown tonight in honor of their return and the wedding tomorrow. She knew he had invited some old friends of his, fellow creatures. She looked at as Vlad as he welcomed her home.
"I feel like we have been away for every my love."
She looked at the manor which, had not changed since they left. Once they left the carriage they were greeted by his old friends. She felt like Lord Damairus was looking at her weird. Once inside the man invented her to dance. To not be rude she accepted but, she didn't like the way Lady Samara was looking at her love. She found herself further and further away from Vlad . She looked at Lord Damairus who was now leading her to the balcony after the last dance.
"Is there some reason you brought me out her Lord Damairus?"
He grabbed her right arm as he had a devilish look on his face.
'Yes my lady there is'
He ripped the sleeve on her dress exposing her scars. She tried to cover them and he slapped her arm away.
'Aw yes...I remember that day. I turned you after I saw you in the forest. You were so beautiful and you had to be mine.'
Her eyes widened, did he just say turn her? She looked franticly for Vlad who, was most likely still talking to Samara. She tried to pull away but, was forcefully pulled closer to him.
'I wont let you be taken away again...'
She went to scream for Vlad but, a damp cloth suddenly covered her face and she blacked out. He unconscious body was taken to a waiting carriage by Damairus as he loaded himself and Victoria in. He looked at the driver.
'The local inn now. And this is of upmost urgency.'
The driver whipped the horses as they sped away towards town.