Read Online The Vengeance of the Vampire Bride by Rhiannon Frater - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Rhiannon Frater
Ads: Link
Magda promised. “Just
instruct us on where to go and I know we shall be able to retrieve
it.”
Tingling with excitement and
trepidation, I nodded my head. “Very well. Summon Adem so I might
speak to him.”
Laying aside her mending, Magda quickly
rushed from the room to fetch Adem. Smoothing my skirt and tucking
my curls from my face, I gazed upon the waning moon and smiled in
my resolve. By this one act, I would restore my faith in my own
humanity and honor my beloved mother. It was only proper and right.
If luck, or God, was with us, then Adem and Magda would return
safely and none would be the wiser as to the horrible fate I had
inflicted upon Vlad Dracula.
“You asked for me?” Adem’s voice said
from behind me.
I displayed a smile as I pivoted in his
direction. “Yes. I have a most urgent request. I hope you will be
kind enough to say yes.”
Looking curious, Adem drew closer as
Magda closed the door and joined us.
“Would you go to the castle of Vlad
Dracula and recover a precious item for me?”
With a flash of a smile, Adem answered,
“It would be my greatest of pleasures.”
And as simple as that, I released my
future to the fates.
Chapter 6
Letter from Adem to Astir
continued...
I had questioned Magda
about the Countess' family hoping to lay the seed that would
flourish into a possible gateway to the castle, but I was surprised
at how quickly that seed grew. When the Countess approached me
about escorting Magda to the castle to retrieve the rosary of Lady
Antoinetta, I immediately agreed. That very hour, we made our
plans. The Countess was certain if we arrived at the castle at noon
the sisters and her husband would be deeply asleep and therefore
would not interfere in the retrieval of the rosary. She stressed
that she did not want her husband to be privy to her plans for her
family since it was by his hand they had died. I vowed that we
would do our very best to not disturb resting the place of the
vampires.
It was just this morning
when Magda and I departed for the castle...
The sun was high in the sky when I
strode from the Golden Krone hotel with Magda hurrying behind me.
She had spent the morning in the small chapel down the road praying
while I prepared my weapons for any chance encounter with the
Brides of Vlad Dracula or Dracula himself. Though the Countess had
assured me that they would not rise during the hours of the day, I
am inclined to be fully armed when entering the abode of
vampires.
The heat of the day rose from the
cobblestones, warming the soles of my boots as I waited for my man
to bring about the horse. Magda stood beside me, her fingers
fussing with her long braids. She is a pretty woman with her large
dark eyes, rounded cheeks, full lips, and a delicately pointed
chin. I suspect her youthful appearance is as deceptive as my own.
Her gaze is not that of a young woman, but also not that of one who
has lived so long that the joy of life is lost. Therefore, I do not
believe she matches my age. Clad as a local, Magda’s long skirt and
the chemise were tied at her waist and a red scarf was draped about
her face. She reminded me painfully of my lost love, and I raised
my face to the sun to remind myself that while Saadat now dwells in
darkness, I do not.
Enre rounded the corner guiding my
majestic equine companion. I am uncertain of its nature, or even if
it is truly a horse, but I have grown fond of the arrogant
creature. It often regards me with amusement and I wonder at its
thoughts. Tossing its mane, it turned its dark eyes toward me,
dancing back and forth with anticipation.
Beside me, Magda crossed herself and
the horse snorted with what I suspected was contempt.
“It will not hurt you,” I promised
her.
“What is it?” Magda regarded the
creature warily, sensing its unique nature.
“I do not know. All I know is that
Astir sent it and its companion to me.”
“What is its name?” Regarding it
warily, she took a step back toward the
instruct us on where to go and I know we shall be able to retrieve
it.”
Tingling with excitement and
trepidation, I nodded my head. “Very well. Summon Adem so I might
speak to him.”
Laying aside her mending, Magda quickly
rushed from the room to fetch Adem. Smoothing my skirt and tucking
my curls from my face, I gazed upon the waning moon and smiled in
my resolve. By this one act, I would restore my faith in my own
humanity and honor my beloved mother. It was only proper and right.
If luck, or God, was with us, then Adem and Magda would return
safely and none would be the wiser as to the horrible fate I had
inflicted upon Vlad Dracula.
“You asked for me?” Adem’s voice said
from behind me.
I displayed a smile as I pivoted in his
direction. “Yes. I have a most urgent request. I hope you will be
kind enough to say yes.”
Looking curious, Adem drew closer as
Magda closed the door and joined us.
“Would you go to the castle of Vlad
Dracula and recover a precious item for me?”
With a flash of a smile, Adem answered,
“It would be my greatest of pleasures.”
And as simple as that, I released my
future to the fates.
Chapter 6
Letter from Adem to Astir
continued...
I had questioned Magda
about the Countess' family hoping to lay the seed that would
flourish into a possible gateway to the castle, but I was surprised
at how quickly that seed grew. When the Countess approached me
about escorting Magda to the castle to retrieve the rosary of Lady
Antoinetta, I immediately agreed. That very hour, we made our
plans. The Countess was certain if we arrived at the castle at noon
the sisters and her husband would be deeply asleep and therefore
would not interfere in the retrieval of the rosary. She stressed
that she did not want her husband to be privy to her plans for her
family since it was by his hand they had died. I vowed that we
would do our very best to not disturb resting the place of the
vampires.
It was just this morning
when Magda and I departed for the castle...
The sun was high in the sky when I
strode from the Golden Krone hotel with Magda hurrying behind me.
She had spent the morning in the small chapel down the road praying
while I prepared my weapons for any chance encounter with the
Brides of Vlad Dracula or Dracula himself. Though the Countess had
assured me that they would not rise during the hours of the day, I
am inclined to be fully armed when entering the abode of
vampires.
The heat of the day rose from the
cobblestones, warming the soles of my boots as I waited for my man
to bring about the horse. Magda stood beside me, her fingers
fussing with her long braids. She is a pretty woman with her large
dark eyes, rounded cheeks, full lips, and a delicately pointed
chin. I suspect her youthful appearance is as deceptive as my own.
Her gaze is not that of a young woman, but also not that of one who
has lived so long that the joy of life is lost. Therefore, I do not
believe she matches my age. Clad as a local, Magda’s long skirt and
the chemise were tied at her waist and a red scarf was draped about
her face. She reminded me painfully of my lost love, and I raised
my face to the sun to remind myself that while Saadat now dwells in
darkness, I do not.
Enre rounded the corner guiding my
majestic equine companion. I am uncertain of its nature, or even if
it is truly a horse, but I have grown fond of the arrogant
creature. It often regards me with amusement and I wonder at its
thoughts. Tossing its mane, it turned its dark eyes toward me,
dancing back and forth with anticipation.
Beside me, Magda crossed herself and
the horse snorted with what I suspected was contempt.
“It will not hurt you,” I promised
her.
“What is it?” Magda regarded the
creature warily, sensing its unique nature.
“I do not know. All I know is that
Astir sent it and its companion to me.”
“What is its name?” Regarding it
warily, she took a step back toward the
Similar Books
