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Prompt 145, Tell the Truth
I have lied often, when I have said that I was never tempted to go with the Count, that I was tempted to throw off the crucifix, to step across the circle of holy water and follow his brides into his waiting arms.
Partly it was because in between life and undeath is a painful place to be, and sometimes I wanted to pull the crucifix off merely because it burned me and go to the Count merely because he would let me drink the blood which I so badly craved.
But he was also good at seduction. How can I even begin to describe the effect that his whispered words in my mind every night had on me? He promised me pleasure, and did indeed give that to me, despite the fact that I did not want it. But, more than that, he promised me a freedom that I could not have imagined, a world beyond all I knew. He promised me an eternity among leather covered books, a quiet life, a peaceful life without worry or want.
He promised me Jonathan, as well. Should I give him my obedience, he would let me have Jonathan with me in that life. He promised me a life that he thought I could even enjoy.
Of course, the final temptation was a silent one, held only in the eyes of his first bride, Ecaterina.
The three of them came to Van Helsing and I while we traveled alone. The Professor was worried for me, and kept telling me not to be afraid. But I knew that I didn’t need to fear them anymore than I had to fear Lucy.
They were my sisters, and could have been, had I gone to their Master, as close to me as Lucy had ever been. We could become close through the blood that we shared, through lying close to one another every day, for laughing with one another. Closer than sisters, as close as lovers. The type of friendship I thought I had lost after Lucy’s death.
Something only he could have offered me.
Of course I was tempted. But everyone believed me when I said that I wasn’t.
I have lied often, when I have said that I was never tempted to go with the Count, that I was tempted to throw off the crucifix, to step across the circle of holy water and follow his brides into his waiting arms.
Partly it was because in between life and undeath is a painful place to be, and sometimes I wanted to pull the crucifix off merely because it burned me and go to the Count merely because he would let me drink the blood which I so badly craved.
But he was also good at seduction. How can I even begin to describe the effect that his whispered words in my mind every night had on me? He promised me pleasure, and did indeed give that to me, despite the fact that I did not want it. But, more than that, he promised me a freedom that I could not have imagined, a world beyond all I knew. He promised me an eternity among leather covered books, a quiet life, a peaceful life without worry or want.
He promised me Jonathan, as well. Should I give him my obedience, he would let me have Jonathan with me in that life. He promised me a life that he thought I could even enjoy.
Of course, the final temptation was a silent one, held only in the eyes of his first bride, Ecaterina.
The three of them came to Van Helsing and I while we traveled alone. The Professor was worried for me, and kept telling me not to be afraid. But I knew that I didn’t need to fear them anymore than I had to fear Lucy.
They were my sisters, and could have been, had I gone to their Master, as close to me as Lucy had ever been. We could become close through the blood that we shared, through lying close to one another every day, for laughing with one another. Closer than sisters, as close as lovers. The type of friendship I thought I had lost after Lucy’s death.
Something only he could have offered me.
Of course I was tempted. But everyone believed me when I said that I wasn’t.