Free Valkyrie - the Vampire Princess by Pet Torres Page B

walked slowly into the huge corridor. He was going toward my father’s extensive bedroom. He looked excited to communicate to Vincent about my presence in the interior of his castle and prove to his master he had not failed in his mission.
     
    He stopped walking in front of a huge wooden door and knocked on the door announcing his arrival to his master.
    “Come in!” a voice coming from inside the room ordered him.
    Then Eros opened the door and entered the room . He closed the door behind him.
    Taking a quick look, he saw Vincent sitting on his armchair. His armchair had been sculptured especially in favor of him. This armchair had been made of stones.
    “ You’re back!” Vincent said as he looked at his loyal servant.
    Eros stopped, standing still in the middle of the bedroom, seeing him sitting still on his usual seat.
    ***
     My father was in his rough-cloth robe, in a wine color. It was huge and when he walked his robe’s fabric would drag on the ground.
    “I just arrived now ,” Eros informed his master.
    “My daughter?” Vincent asked inquisitive.
    “I brought her with me,” Eros answered.
    Vincent rose from his armchair and he looked vibrant at the news.
    “I always knew you wouldn't disappoint me! It was not by chance I chose you for this. No one would do it as well as you.” Vincent praised him.
    “She is still unconscious, but soon she will return to herself ,” Eros supposed.
    “Where did you put her?” his master asked.
    “I put her in the great hall. Valeska and Bizak are with her,” he explained.
    “I'll wear appropriate clothing to receive her ,” Vincent said, walking forward.
    “I'll rest. It has been a long time that I have not done this,  Eros said and exited his master’s bedroom.

Chapter 4
     

When I opened my eyes, I saw two bizarre creatures looking at me with their curious eyes, as if they had never seen a human being in their lives.
    A young girl approached me first. She was the owner of an explicit sensuality. She was in her provocative tight dress, in an intense red color and her make-up was as heavy as her dress. Her appearance made me remember my friend Mirta.
    Her fire-red hair flowed down her neck . Her huge eyes were gray and her mouth was fleshy. Her skin was pale. In fact, she was a beautiful vampire.
    The boy beside her, I confess he also had his charm . He was strong and tall, his pale face was attractive as was his brown hair.
    G irls would definitely look at him. His eyes had the same characteristic, similar to Valeska’s eyes. They were gray too.
    I looked at all the corners of that living room and I missed something. Then I frowned at them as I was trying to find definitively what I was looking for, with my impatient eyes.
    “How are you?” Valeska asked me.
    My brain did not assimilate her question yet. I was still lying down. Then I lifted my head slightly and pronounced slowly...
     
    “EROS,”
     
    “Keep calm! He came with you,” she said in a friendly voice.
    “Where’s he?” I asked feeling a discomfort that would not leave me unless Eros was there next to me.
    “He is talking to Vincent ,” the boy answered.
    I slowly got up as I was a little dizzy. It seemed my body was out of my control.
    I realized I was barefoot and dirty, wearing the same dress from last night at the rock and roll concert. I just thought I was dreaming.

“She looks dizzy ,” the boy said, looking at his companion.
    “It is normal for her to look like this,” a voice coming from the corridor said behind them.
     
    An eccentric man came to where we were. As soon as I looked at him, I felt like I already knew him. He was the man from my childhood dreams. Although I did not see him clearly in those dreams, I knew it was him.
    He was very well dressed . He was in his wine-colored tunic and he also had rings on his fingers. His nails were extensive, his long hair was black as night and fell to the middle of his back. His pale skin and his gaze was stunning.
    My father