The story that doesnt have a name yet!!! pwease halp meh!

Chapter 2: -No title yet-

He kept holding onto her hand. "Whoa!, it's so big!" she said when they arrived at the palace, his home. After that she had gone silent. She was looking around scaredly, like a wild animal. It was funny to look at, Dracul thought to himself.

"It isn't that big" he said,looking down at her small form. "Maybe to you, but look at it from my perspective" She said as she jumped up to get at his height, but that didn't really work so he crouched down. "You are right, little mouse" he said with a chuckle "It is very big."

He suggested to let her on his back. And with him awkwardly trying to help her she finally managed to do so. He stood up, using his arms to support her. She held onto him for dear life, still not completely sure if she could trust him or not. "Whoa, you're so tall!" she said. He laughed. He walked upstairs "This is where I sleep" he pointed at one door. Then he opened the door next to that. "And this is where you will be sleeping."They went in. He lifted her off of his back. She looked around, her mouth fell open. There was a tiny chair by a tiny table. There also stood a little dresser. "It's small, Just like me!" She giggled. "You haven't seen everything yet" They went through a door and there was a big bed with beautiful, silk,scarlet sheets and a large closet. He opened it. There were beautiful black and red dresses hanging in there. She turns back to him. "Well, try them on" He said. She tilted her head. He smirked"Oh right, I'll be waiting in my room"  He opened another door "Call me when you need my help" She picked a dress with a black corset and a black and red skirt. She could get on the skit, but she couldn't get the corset on by herself. "Dracul!" she called out. He appeared behind her and started tieing up her laces. He rested his head on her shoulder while doing that. When he was done he spun her around."Just like a real princess, we only have to brush your hair" He said grabbing a brush and starting to brush her hair gently. Her long, red hair felt soft like silk when he was done. Her eyes sparkled.He grabbed some black shoes, those where standing in the closet and he put them on her feet very carefully. "Gorgeous" he muttered under his breath. "What?" Lucile asked. "Nothing"He said, staring emotionlessly at the wall. "We'll get you something to eat"