Three Black Roses

Chapter Three

Ok Lovely people, thank you for all your support and votes, i am glad you are enjoying the book. not many of you helped with casting, but I went through the suggestions and decided to choose each cast from every suggestion, so for this chapter, I give you Henry, Mr. handsom Ian Somerhalder. Leyla and Annie have been chosen as well, but the role for Vlad is still open, so your suggestions are welcome. Just remember, this is a vampire, i want him to look wicked, dangerous as well as sexy and handsome. Also, I don want someone from twilight or anyone else that has played a vampire, give me a fresh face if you would. Thank you all and please let me know what you think of this chapter.

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It was Christmas morning; the blue sky above the glorious snow covered grounds with the weak winter sun that was spreading its feeble rays softly across the land created a magnificent feast for the eyes. It had been snowing during the night again but now the snow stopped at that hour of the day, as if for a quick assessment of what had been achieved so far; the rare days of sunshine seemed to serve much the same purpose—the flurried died down and the sun’s glare attempted to melt the clean and pure surface of drifted new snow.

There was a deadly silence everywhere. People stayed inside their cosy and warm houses and beside a cold wind that was blowing gently, there was no movement anywhere when the peace was broken by the sound of a horse’s hooves galloping on icy grounds to get its rider to his destination. The wind was whipping rider’s handsome features and penetrated his flesh to reach his bones, but he did not care. He was anxious to get to village’s inn. 

As he crossed the empty icy road he prayed that he was mistaken but deep down he was certain he was not. His time was running out and he needed to take care of things quickly. He was not familiar with the area but the inn could be found easily as it was the biggest building in the village. He pulled the animal's reins when he caught a glimpse of its wooden sign to make it slow down. All of a sudden, he felt cold and self conscious, unsure of how he should react if his suspicions were true. The cold that he had been ignoring this whole time, started to get to him. The smoke coming from the inn's chimney seemed inviting enough so after a short struggle with himself, he set aside the doubt and walked inside.

A wave of warmness welcomed him as he opened the door. The small reception area was empty but he could see that there was someone seating behind a table in the big tavern next room. His heart was pounding fast as he slowly made his way towards the man who seemed to have a drink in front of him and sipped it once in a while without taking any notice to his surroundings. Then suddenly, he lifted his head and smiled at the sight of him.

"General Balman, what a wonderful surprise! To what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?"

Henry's heart skipped a beat at the sight of him, he had not been mistaken after all, even though he only caught a quick glimpse at him last night at church, his grotesque features assured him of what he saw. He looked at the man's small eyes, disfigured nose and scarred face before opening his mouth.

"What are you doing here Frank? I thought I told you that I need more time and you gave me until the end of season."

Frank smiled, showing his yellow grin.

"I assure you, I am not here on business general, can't a man take a break in one of the most beautiful places in England?"

Henry got closer to his table, now his tall and muscly body shadowed Frank, but he did not seem intimidated as his smile continued to remain on his lips.