It is as if every single one of my desires were purged from my soul. And now, they lay open for me to take. And take, I shall…
Sarah Chagal could feel each individual snowflake on her body as it hit her cold, porcelain skin. It lingered as she continued to stand, watching them fall and resisting the urge to laugh and dance. She could feel nothing but life… sweeping through her veins.
She had just bitten Alfred and drank from his veins the elixir that she craved dearly now, more than any mere mortal drink. The blood continued to linger on her lips, and she snuck her tongue out to taste the remains. Delicious!
Images flashed through her mind of earlier in the night, and the primitive glare of the one person who shared with her this feeling. The one person who understood her desires and gave them to her, gladly: Von Krolock.
She had kept to her silence in the ball, not knowing what to say to him. He was quite regal and held himself in a manner that any mere mortal or vampire would fear him. The air seemed to coax her to his embrace each time he called her name.
But, before she could say anything… Alfred and the Professor had stolen her away. And now, she was left out in the cold armed with a choice and a destiny. Should she return to him, or find Alfred?
She raked her fingers through her hair, feeling the iced strands on her satin gloves. She growled at the hindrance and ripped them off, throwing them into the snow. It reminded her of blood… the blood she so craved and wanted to know more of.
So she made her decision. She ran through the snow, back to the castle. It took a long while, but she flew through the gates and up the long stair ascent to the castle. Hoping that he would be there… hoping that he would share with her the new world that she so freely embraced.