Chapter Forty One: Resurgemus

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"Heus, fuck!" Lilith groaned as she fell on her face. She rubbed her cheek as she squinted her eyes to adjust to the room. She looked around and the excitement in her heart made her giggle nervously. She was in an unknown room, decorated like as if a royal family owned the place. She wandered on shaky legs to a desk, scattered with drawings of a beautiful woman. She had long raven hair, pinned up neatly, luscious ruby lips and the most beautiful golden eyes. Lilith assumed that the artist was extremely close to the woman in the drawings, since there was quite a lot of them, including nude ones. She quickly placed the sketches down and looked at her surroundings. All around the room candles, crystals and salt was placed, all covered in a thin layer of dust. She suddenly felt the need to use the bathroom, and to her relief, there was an en suite bathroom. When she finished, she glanced at the mirror, jumping slightly at her reflection. She was looking at a silver to white haired woman in what she assumed was her late thirties, with emerald green eyes. She brought her hand up to her face and lightly traced the massive scar over her lips, shuddering, seeing the exposed canine. She noticed her hands were stained black, from her finger tips to her wrist. She glanced at her neck and saw a vampire's claim mark, gently brushing her fingers over it. She shuddered at her reflection, thinking that she couldn't possibly have someone who loved her, with this terrifying appearance. Yet, the mark on her neck was hurting, her heart longing for someone. 'What an awful feeling, longing for someone that's not here...' she thought to herself. She noticed her hair was clean and brushed neatly, and she was wearing a black dress and corset.

"Where? What? Where am I?" she asked aloud as she walked to a window and looked outside. It was dark out, the bright white orb of the moon hung high in the night sky, a thick layer of snow was glistening in the moonlight. She gasped slightly when she noticed she was in a tower of a massive castle.

"Creepy. I love it." she giggled. She decided to leave the room, to try and find out what was going on. She snatched a coat from the wardrobe, nearly hitting her head as she walked through the door, not realizing how tall she was.

It was eerily quiet when she stepped out, the halls dark and void of any form of life. She grabbed a candelabra, and as soon as her hand wrapped around it, the candles lit up by themselves.

"Alright then." she stifled a nervous giggle. As she rounded a corner, she nearly walked into a maiden, doing her night rounds. The maiden gasped, wide eyed, backing up slowly as Lilith's demeanor changed. She tried to stop it, but the hunger she felt all of a sudden was impossible to ignore. Before she could stop herself, she practically tackled the maiden, immediately sinking her teeth into her neck and draining her of all her blood.

"What the fuck? Shit." Lilith frowned, gently laying the maiden's body on a couch in the hallway. She felt slightly guilty for not feeling guilty about killing a woman. She sighed and walked further down the hall. She didn't understand it at the time, but her legs were carrying her in a specific direction, with a deep sense of urgency in her heart. She walked faster until she found herself in front of a set of ornate doors, oddly familiar to her. She gently opened the door and stepped inside the dark room. The fire was out, leaving only a few glowing embers. The candles were out too, leaving the room pitch black.

"What??!" she screamed when someone aggressively pinned her against the wall, with something razor sharp pressing against her stomach. The room was too dark for either of them to see each other's faces. She nearly shrieked when all of her memories came back all at once, giving her a slight headache. Her heart raced as the faces of her loved ones flashed through her mind, as well as the past horrible events that took place.

"Who are you?! What are you doing in my room?!" a woman's voice growled. Lilith couldn't help but giggle, feeling hot tears flow over her hot cheeks.

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