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Amalia paced in the parlor, she didn't get why people would go hunting so late at night. And in the dark. She sighed as she sat down, and remembered not sit in the chair of Lady Van Buren. "Child, are you alright?" A maid asked, "I'm fine, just worried I suppose." Amalia whispered. "Worried of whom?" The maid asked, "Lady Van Buren." The maid shut the doors behind her, "Please do not mind if I barge in, but do have feelings for Madam Van Buren?" The maid asked, Amalia blushed and nodded. The maid nodded, "That is rather cute." The maid hurriedly opened the doors and walked away. She was now worrying for the young woman's life.
"I hope I haven't upset, the Lady." Amalia whispered as she looked up, and saw a rather large portrait of Viktoria Van Buren. Amalia didn't take her eyes off of the painting. She couldn't she felt like her body was paralyzed. The pictured attracted her so. The longer she stared at the portrait, she could have sworn the portrait was moving. Amalia slowly rubbed her eyes, "I must be tired. But I must stay awake until Lady Van Buren returns.
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Viktoria and her brothers were in the woods, "Remember why we're here, my dear brothers." Viktoria stated, "So you may feed, dear sister." Lestat spoke, "Ah, well, we have a brave one, don't we." Viktoria spat out. They usually looked for people who seemed to be camping out. Viktoria looked and a saw a fire. She slowly dismounted her horse, and walked slowly to the fire, and saw a man by himself. "Oh, why...Why." He kept repeating the question why. Viktoria smirked, and slowly dropped her gun. The brothers stopped, and waited.
Viktoria in a flash was behind him. She hurriedly grabbed him by the neck, and covered his mouth, sure enough, her abnormally sized incisors sank into his. And she began suck, letting the blood rush into her mouth and down her throat. She continued to feed upon this innocent man, until there was no more blood left. She slowly licked over the wound, and soon the bite marks were gone. Lestat was feeling bold tonight. "Sister, you mustn't do this. People will know." Viktoria's hues were a bright blood red.
"And who are you to speak to me with such a tongue?! Who are you to speak to me thinking you own me?!" She asked, "I was...I was just saying." Lestat was slowly backing away, "Just saying, I found that statement a little ill willing, my dear brother." Viktoria was now behind him, and she grabbed his ear, and began to pull. And soon as he opened his mouth she grabbed his tongue and began to pull. His scream was muffled due to his tongue was being pulled, "Next time, dear brother hold your ill speaking tongue." She let go. Lestat spat up blood, and felt blood running down his neck, "Forgive me, sister." Lestat whispered. Lestat knew better than to speak to his master that way, after all she did grant him immorality.
Once arriving back to the mansion. Viktoria dismounted her horse, and told her brothers to rest. And they did as they were told, "When she is full, Lestat, she will not be so angry." Lestat to Viktor's word, "I know." He whispered. Viktoria began to get the saddles off, when she heard a limb snap, she felt no threat. She knew deep down that person that was near, was Amalia. In fact she began to read her thoughts, "I must tell her. I must tell her, that I l..." Amalia sighed, "No, I can not, she may not have the same feelings as I, and I would look utterly stupid." Amalia sighed again, "But I must tell her! If I do not, then she will never know, and we leave soon. Just be brave." Viktoria smiled, and finally her incisors returned to the normal length, "Hello, Lady Van Buren." Viktoria smiled ever so softly, "Hello, Amalia." Viktoria stated.
"May I ask, why are you out here so late? Do you not grow tired?" Amalia asked, "No, I do not. For I do not sleep, and I can not sleep. I have nightmares, that prevent any thoughts of the simplicity of a dream." Viktoria whispered, "Lady Van Buren..." Amalia began, "I...I lo...Love these horses." Amalia whispered, Viktoria slowly turned around and walked to Amalia, "Is this what you've come to tell me? If so, then please do go back into the mansion, and rest." Viktoria whispered, her right had now was cupping Amalia's cheek, "I..I actually came to say...I..I love...The gorgeous moon." Viktoria laughed softly, "Yes, the moon is quite gorgeous. Please rest, Amalia. I have work that must be done, before morning light." As Viktoria turned to tend to the horses, Amalia turned her around, and their lips met once again. Amalia slowly pulled away, "What I came to tell you, is...." Before Amalia got the words out, Viktoria saw her mother,
"Hello, mother. Amalia go rest." Viktoria stated, "And that is not a request." Amalia nodded, and walked away. Once she in the house, Aiyana looked at Viktoria, "I do not understand, out of all the people, Amalia could ever find. She has her soft eyes upon you. My darling, daughter, did you and her mate?" Aiyana asked, "If we had, there would be no words that I would speak of to you, mother." Viktoria replied, "You know what'll happen if she falls to deep for you, or you fall to deep for her. You can't. You know this." Viktoria sighed, as she finally was face to face with her mother, "Answer me this, mother. Why have you punished me? You say I can not love someone, nor can anyone love me. And yet, to save your wretched mortal life, I have given you and your family, immortality. I have given your son's wives, immortality. But yet when I meet someone that could be someone I could see for all of this blasted Eternity, you speak that I should not! Fine, then so be it. I shall ask them to leave at once. But do know this mother, if you speak with an ill tongue. I'll surely cut your tongue out, and watch you bleed and suffer. Do you understand?" Aiyana sighed, "Yes, Viktoria."
Viktoria sighed softly and turned around, "Viktoria, if you do love her. Your secret will be exposed. And once this has been done, there will be no going back." Aiyana stated, "This I know, mother. Please go inside and rest." Viktoria demanded. Aiyana sighed, and left Viktoria to be alone. Viktoria sighed ever so softly, she knew her mother was right.
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Viktoria looked towards the family, as they began to pack, seeing they would be leaving soon. The maid went to find Viktoria, "Milady." The maid bowed, as she found her sitting before the fire in the parlor, "Yes?" She asked, "Do you not wish to say goodbye?" The maid asked, "If that was of your concern, I would tell you. But alas what I do, is of what I wish, and I do not wish to say goodbye to them. Please leave." Viktoria stated. "Yes, milady, as you wish." The maid left Viktoria to be. Viktoria rolled her eyes, as she took a sip of her special wine.
Amalia walked towards the parlor, and knocked softly, "Yes?" Viktoria asked, "I just wanted to say, goodbye. And thank you for letting us stay." Amalia stated, "Do come in, Amalia." Viktoria stood, and walked to Amalia. She immediately shut the door behind her, "You have time to tell me, what you wanted too the other night, and do make words fast, for your carriage shall be leaving in less of an hour." Amalia nodded, "I...I thi...Think I love you." Amalia whispered. Viktoria smiled, "Is this a feeling or a thinking feeling?" Viktoria asked, "Tis a feeling, Lady Van Buren. I do not lie." Amalia whispered, "Then this would only mean..." Viktoria stopped, "Was I your first, Amalia?" Viktoria asked, "Yes, Lady Van Buren." Viktoria smiled, as she was now very close to Amalia. "Then may I?"
Before Amalia could answer, she felt Viktoria's lips upon her own. Her body caved into Viktoria's arms. Amalia's arms moved loosely like a snake around Viktoria's neck. Viktoria's arms wrapped around Amalia's thin frame, and their tongues began to make love with each other. A single tear ran down Amalia's perfect features. As did Viktoria. Viktoria heard Amalia's parents calling out for her, "Please have a safe trip home, Amalia." Viktoria turned, and let Amalia leave, before she stepped out the door, "Do you feel the same about me, Lady Van Buren?" Amalia asked, and in a cold voice, Amalia heard, "No." Amalia nodded, and left.
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"That was I must say, an interesting trip. But I did love it so." Erzsebet whispered, "Yes, as did I mother." Amalia walked to her room, her room was so small compared to the one she had stayed in. Amalia slowly walked into her room, and shut the door behind her. Amalia ran fingers over her lips, "How I long for her touch already..." Amalia whispered, as she rolled over, and pulled the covers over her small frame, "Only..." Amalia sighed, and slowly closed her eyes. . .
"Amalia..." A soft whisper spoke to her, "Viktoria?!" Amalia called out, she slowly looked into Viktoria's eyes, "You are so beautiful, Amalia. And I could stare upon you, for as long as these eyes could see." Amalia leaned up and kissed Viktoria hard. Viktoria immediately returned the kiss. They let their tongues meet is a slow dance with a melody of their own. Slowly Viktoria laid Amalia upon the bed, which Amalia was seeing what she believed was Viktoria's bed. She felt the soft bed form to her frame. Amalia pulled Viktoria more into her. Viktoria slowly pulled away and kissed Amalia's neck every so softly.
Amalia took in a desired breath. Viktoria slowly went downward, and soon moans were feeling the night air. "Plea...Please Viktoria...Do..Don't stop." A plead of pleasure rushed away from Amalia's mouth. Viktoria was still pleasing, but she softly kissed Amalia's lips then whispered, "I love you." Amalia smiled widely....
Amalia immediately jolted upward, "Why..Why does this have to be a dream?" Amalia asked, "Why could this not be true? Why does she not love me?" Amalia asked, as she lowered herself back down upon her bed. "I do hope she finds what she is looking for." Amalia whispered.
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Viktoria just stood there, with not a single word running from her perfect lips. She just stared at her own portrait. Viktoria didn't know what to think, she had never let anyone get close to her. She had never let someone break her so easily. She didn't know what to think about how she felt. Or did she even feeling anything? Her heart was black as coal, and cold as ice. She was a very dark woman. And she would have to be, she was after all a very powerful being. People would love to be her. She was gorgeous, perfect features. And yet, she herself, believe she was gorgeous.
Viktoria was just full of pride, and didn't want anyone's help, nor did she ask for anyone's help, "Dear sister..." Viktoria took a deep breath, "Ah, Kraven, come." Viktoria sat down upon her chair, and Kraven sat in a chair across from her, "Why do you show signs of disappointment and sorrow?" Kraven asked, "Why do you ask questions that do not concern you?" She asked, "Forgive me, sister, I'm worried about you." Kraven whispered, "Don't be, I'm fine. Just have lots of thoughts coursing through my mind. Do not know were to begin and how to stop some these thoughts that do cloud my every single judgement upon this wretched life, I have, nor do I understand why you and your family were so willing."
"We were willing because you are family, dear sister. And we didn't want you to live alone." Viktoria sighed, "Tell me dear brother, how did you grow to be so old, so fast?" Viktoria asked, "Our father lied of our ages. You do know of this." Viktoria nodded, with a chuckle, "And how pathetic must one be, to lie of his son's ages. If you do not mind, dear brother, I wish to be alone." Kraven nodded, "Well..." Viktoria cut him off, "I will not wish to speak of what is on my mind, dear brother. Please leave." Viktoria mustered. She was once again alone. Viktoria let her eyes wander. Finally she spot something that was out of sorts.
She slowly approached the small item that sparkled, she slowly picked up the chain, and noticed the necklace belonged too Amalia. Viktoria then saw a note. And began to read Amalia's words:
"Dear Viktoria,
If you are reading this, then the maids did as I had wished. I do know that you and I have only known each other for time I was there, however, dear Viktoria. I had felt a connection, that screamed as our hearts began to beat ever so loudly as we made love. Or how your eyes sparkled when I was around. I do know that you do not share these feelings with me, and wish to no longer speak with me, but alas know that I do love you.
As honesty as told me to speak to you of, my feelings. Please do not hate me for these words, or wish to have me killed. And please forgive me, for calling you Viktoria and not calling you, Lady Van Buren. So, I say these words alas one more time, I love you. I can only wish, that your life is filled with happiness and joy.
Sincerely,
Amalia"
Immediately Viktoria fell to her knees, as her right hand clutched the necklace, her left hand clutched the letter. Tears began to roll down her porcelain colored skin. Viktoria slowly brought her knees to her chest, and the tears just didn't stop. And in a very faint whisper, "I love you, Amalia."
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