Sixty Four

Chapter sixty four

Elena

My body ached as I moved about, the castle had become more of a fortress with soldiers wide eyed and scary, and scared men alike roaming about, increasing chatters filled every nook and cranny, especially since the sky had taken on the reddish tinge and the wisps of Chaotic magic filled the air whispering and sowing vile seeds of fear in their hearts. I had enough weirdness going around from men gazing at me with reverence and communal, with a certain group of witches who seemed pretty intent on adding me into their coven.

In the midst of this tumult and chaos, no pun intended, I'd barely been able to get a glimpse of Dracula, to even hope for some alone time with him was a dream I sparsely had enough time to think about it, Currently I sat listening to some sort of magical brigade intervention squad and even with the end of the world looking and everyone legitimately occupied, I'd just about had enough and I felt the insidious strain of a migraine coming on.