Twenty One

Chapter 21

Elena pov

I signed and sank down onto the large bed that filled the space room.

When I left Dracul and Gulliver to talk, I had been met by an attendant, who had shown me to a large room. At first, I had thought that it was a prison, but it was a stunning room that looked fit for royalty.

Plush bedding and gold morning adorned and made themselves known. The beauty didn't escape me and I knew that this was a room meant for Dracul, as much as it was meant for me.

I didn't know why I was here, but the door was left unlocked and I had free roamed when the attendant left.

I signed and leaned back, flopping against the cover and closing my eyes.

I didn't know what I felt. I didn't know how to feel about everything happening.

Sure the treatment here was better than at Dracul's castle, but why was I even here?

I was clearly needed for something, as the magician knew about me, knew who I was and that I was here to help with something.

Maybe he called for me, and Dracul complied. May