The Crimson Veil
Tay A.infiltrating the castlesecret of blackthorn hallthe secrets of the castleenchanted manor
Far away, a single violin string quivered, then held, a drawn breath waiting to be spent.
Dracula let my wrist go.
The room exhaled.
“Very well,” he said, voice soft enough to make the hair at my nape lift. “You want a choice? I will give her one.”
He stepped back once, hands at his sides, the dark around him drawing closer like a cloak. His eyes were no longer crimson; they were something colder, a winter metal polished too bright.
“Evelyn,” he said without looking away from Elias, “ask yourself which of us is lying to you.”
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