Louise A Vampire's Story (Completed/Editing)

Chapter Twenty Eight

The whole event with Ivan and Sevastyan still puzzled me somewhat, Edmond told me that their relationship had always been a rather complex one though I could only gather it was like that for all vampires.

But whether it be complex or simple, how Sevastyan shouted Russian the tone was not angry like I initially thought. It was something else, something akin to fear and wariness, fear of something being discovered. Guessing would do nothing for me, and I know that whatever the true cause for Ivan was my own doing. He had always avoided contact with people and this might have been why. Whatever his condition was, I could only hope that he wouldn't be upset with me. Even if he had sent me that rose, as what I could only assume was a type of an apology.

With that behind me, the coming months continued to roll right on by once more, the heat of summer being replaced by the coolness of autumn. The change in the colour of the leaves and a slight dampness of the earth. This time of year, always felt soothing to me.

Yet, with the approach of the winter and the new year it made me all the more aware of the event of meeting with the Lord of Vampires and I couldn't help but begin to feel wary. It was idiotic, there were months before that but it would still bother me somewhat. I know it wasn't just with me, there would be others but the mere thought of it worried me.

My recollection after the incident told me that Edmond had him informed, so it brought to question if he would bring it up, and if so what action would he take?

I wanted to ask Edmond this, something that had been on my mind for many weeks as winter had vastly approached once again, the trees now barren of their leaves. On top of which Christmas was once more on the horizon of many people's minds as it was almost every year. The weather a greater in tolerance then in summer, but found I was unable too until one approaching dawn while I was preparing to sleep.

Edmond lay on one side of the bed, a pillow propped against his back as he read a book, some of his hair tucked in behind one ear as he read before glancing to me as I remained seated at my vanity dresser as I continued to gingerly brush my hair. "Is something wrong? You've seemed a bit distant this past while."

"What is the Lord of Vampires like Edmond?" I asked as I looked at him through the glass of the mirror. "I just want to get an idea so I can prepare myself if I were to meet him."

Edmond closed his book. "I've already told you,"

He had indeed. "Yes, but, what else is there that I should know? I don't wish to embarrass myself in front of him by doing something foolish."

"Foolish?" he repeated, and was soon standing behind me, I craned neck back to look at him. "Louise, you are not a foolish individual, strong-headed maybe, but never foolish." He then had me turn in my seat as he went down on his knees and grasped both of my hands. "The Lord isn't the type of man who will merely jump at everything he is told. Perhaps it is my own bias that makes me think that, he isn't perfect, but he wishes to know what the person I turned into a vampire is like. And he knows most of your situation."

"Are you positive he won't? even after what I had done in the spring?"

His grip on my hands tightened. "Louise, he has seen many things. Including what I was like when he found me. Believe me, it was less then dignified." He then brushed some strands of my hair away from my face. "So, he can completely understand what you went through this past spring. And there will be no condescension, no belittling, or glorifying. There will be none of that. I wouldn't even be surprised if he doesn't bring it up at all."