"290 people means...she accepted the killings."
"It's good news!" Alexandra added delightfully.
"Alexandra, 290 people...we are talking about 290 alive people!" Katrina said unbelievably.
"Maybe we should find people who are already dying...on their death beds...people who are suffering," said Lidia.
"We don't have much time for all this."
"What if we survey the NGO's and see if old people who are sick and have no treatment for it?" Alexandra gave an idea.
Katrina has to handle it...but with who?
"Vampire.""A word so small yet full of fabrication. But in reality, its a tale between the chosen ones.""Now, Darby Rothschilds...show me your talent."Agnes was sitting in a throne-like chair... Darby was standing with a bunch of humans.He has to kill each one of them...when not...he does know the consequences.Agnes walked to a person and held his wrist as she cut it and the blood started streaming from it.The man hissed in pain...face terrified.Alt
Agnes and Darby reached to a different city.It was familiar...coming back to the land they lived was kind of refreshing all sorts of bittersweet memories.They were in Brasov, Transylvania. The land where it all started and the land where it all is going to end.He went back to where it happened. He wanted to take away the power of the painful memory to hurt, prove to himself that he could choose to move on. So he took the time to remember the one he loves the most, his lover, they made a great memory, a happy one. Now when his brain goes back there he diverts it only to the good memory, the healing one. It's as if he wrote a good story over the top of a bad story, and in time the ink of the bad story fades away until only the good one remains."What are you planning, Agnes?" he asked in hushed tones."A witch never tells her plans to ordinary beings," were her words.A mouse squeaked trotting towards Agnes when she crouched down to pick him.
"They left!""Left where?""Azazel said they left for Brasov," Katrina carefully mentioned.Alexandra was getting impatient. This was it. Agnes deliberately took Darby with him. She wants both of them to be parted."KK, please arrange a trip for me to Brasov," Alexandra mentioned hastily."Alexandra...""Katrina, please!" Alexandra interrupted sternly.She, for the first time, had called her by full name.Alexandra never called her Katrina but KK.She who just parted her lips to speak swallowed back the words and gave a nod as she walked away."Are you certain about going, Brasov?" Althea asked when Alexandra just glanced at her.Pursing her lips on a thin line she kept her mouth shut.Althea stood up to walk to Katrina and asked, "Are you really sending her Brasov?""I am also going with her," replied Katrina."But, Katrina. You do know that her..." Althea was being interfered immediately by Katrina, "Yes,
"If your name is in the ancient book and you know where the gemstone is...then you can get it." While Althea was speaking, Katrina and Alexandra have their minds running to different thoughts."Let me visit Pyke," said Alexandra."But what about the matter of you being dead?" Lidia who was sipping the fresh blood holding a glass in her hand."Nobody even remembers this..." Althea clicked her tongue.Pyke was on his way to go home when he had Alexandra calling.They planned to meet at the new villa of Darby...and after fifteen minutes the handsome dhampir arrived."Is everything alright?" he asked unaware."I am going Brasov," Alexandra declared making him astonished."What?" he blurted out."Brasov? But why?" "Your mother took my fiance to Brasov," mentioned Alexandra."You are going with me."Pyke had no interest in meeting his mother, Agnes. He knew she doesn't love him, neither does he...so it was pointless
"Make necessary preparations for tonight, Brahms."Agnes ordered her only mouse servant who gave s positive nod.Darby was locked up in a room...sitting on his comfortable king-size bed, staring at the only picture he has been hiding in his chest, under the shirt.He stood up to walk out of his room so that he could talk to her.On his way, he met Brahms...stopping him he asked, "Where is Agnes?""She is performing witchcraft," Brahms told him."Which craft?" Darby asked as his brows furrowed in a frown.Sitting in a dark room with only the light coming from the flames of the candles, Agnes performed black magic.She was aware of what she was doing or what consequences she has to assume later.With her eyes shut close and mouth mumbling endlessly, Agnes chanted some old verses.When, at last, she was done...she held the knife in her hand and let out a smirk.When Brahms made all the arrangements, he informed the witch."Alr
They reached to the villa when Alexandra was sitting on the sofa.All of them so tired. "I can't believe that I am a human again!" Pyke was beyond happy."Let me tell this to my dad," he said happily as he fished out the phone from his pocket and walked away."What now?" Katrina asked and Alexandra sighed closing her eyes, leaning back on the sofa.Darby and Katrina gestured to each other and he finally agreed, clearing his throat."Alexandra..." he spoke carefully."Hmm..." she hummed, eyes still closed."At least open your eyes!" Katrina said in a high pitched tone.Alexandra quickly opened her eyes watching Darby on his knees."Now that everything is over...we are back together. Will you marry me?"She jumped off the sofa and couldn't contain her excitement.She immediately said yes to the handsome hunk as she hopped on his arms."Careful! I'm not as strong as before..." he chuckled lightly hugging her back."