Eternal Shadows (Season 2 of Dracula:Thirst for Blood)

EP10: Thousand Years

As the day of their wedding dawned, the atmosphere was alive with excitement and anticipation. Creon meticulously checked and rechecked the guest list, ensuring that every name was accounted for.

"Everything seems to be in order," he remarked, glancing up at Azreal, who was diligently inspecting every detail of the venue.

Azreal nodded, his keen eyes scanning the surroundings. "No stone left unturned."

Meanwhile, Ezy was busy overseeing the catering arrangements, making sure that every dish was prepared to perfection.

"These dishes look amazing," he exclaimed, a grin spreading across his face. "Our guests are in for a treat!"

Seraphina, camera in hand, captured every moment of the breathtaking beach wedding, her eyes sparkling with delight.

"It's so beautiful here," she remarked, snapping another photo of the picturesque scene. "I'm glad we could be a part of this."

Victoria, ever the efficient assistant, assisted Azreal with his tasks, her attention to detail matching his own.

"Looks like everything is going smoothly," she observed, flashing a smile at Azreal. "Thanks for keeping us on track."

In Imelda's hotel room, Isabella joined her in getting ready, helping her with the final touches of her bridal attire.

"You look stunning, Imelda," Isabella exclaimed, admiring her friend's reflection in the mirror. "Ferdinand won't know what hit him!"

Imelda chuckled nervously, her heart fluttering with excitement and anticipation. "I just hope everything goes smoothly."

With each passing moment, the anticipation grew, and soon, it would be time for Ferdinand and Imelda to exchange vows and begin their journey together as husband and wife.

Meanwhile 

As Ferdinand stood before the mirror, adjusting his Barong Tagalog adorned with intricate Ilocano patterns, a smile played on his lips. The traditional attire felt like a nod to his heritage, a reminder of the land he called home.

Running his fingers over the fabric, Ferdinand couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through him. Today was the day he would marry the love of his life, Imelda. The thought of spending eternity with her filled him with an indescribable sense of joy.

Despite the centuries of darkness he had endured, Imelda had brought light back into his existence. She was his anchor, his guiding star in a world of shadows. And as he glanced at his reflection, he knew that he was ready to begin this new chapter of his life with her by his side.

In the midst of his reverie, Creon, now more like a brother than a servant, entered the room with a reassuring presence.

"Everything is in order, Kuya," Creon announced, using the term of endearment they had adopted, signifying their deep bond of camaraderie.

Ferdinand turned to face Creon, a smile playing at the corners of his lips as he observed the genuine concern in his friend's eyes.

"Thank you, Creon," Ferdinand replied, his voice resonating with gratitude. "Your dedication and support mean the world to me."

Creon returned the smile, a silent acknowledgment of the unspoken understanding that had developed between them over the years.

"We've come a long way, Kuya," Creon remarked, his voice tinged with nostalgia. "From master and servant to brothers. Today is a testament to the strength of our bond."