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As time goes by it becomes the mid-1400's.

Rose's POV:

"Vlad~" I purred out as I walked up to him. It's been years and even though I was a kid at the time- growing up with my brother and his mate... I've noticed that Richard stayed demonic while my brother- Paris healed. I needed Vlad's advice- especially since it was his brother too. I know we need to help him. Vlad is just a few years younger than Paris so he knew more about what was going on those many years ago than I did. I eyed him over as he was aiming down a target with a bow and arrow. Archery~ "I need your advice... On Richard. I think we should talk to Paris about this as well." He glanced back at me and frowned as he flattened the cat ears on his head.

"What about him? He's an evil spawn of Satan," he muttered.

"W-well," I whispered and blushed. "I think he's been demonic for too long... and Paris is already back to normal but he still struggles," I whispered quietly as I eyed his ears over. I just want to pet him. He looked back at the target then let go of the arrow, watching as it quickly shot and hit the bullseye in the center.

"It's because my brother drinks too much blood," Vlad told me then put the bow down on the table beside him as he turned to look at me. "Haven't you noticed? It's like he never stops drinking from someone. The maids know better than to get too close to him. Paris doesn't drink as much as him. My brother binges on it." He frowned then walked up to me before he grabbed my hand and looked around before he looked at me. "Don't let him catch you talking about him that way. He might get mad," he whispered and gave me a worried look. "He did kill our parents." I nodded and reached up quickly and rubbed his ears.

"You don't drink as much as he does though, Vlad. You're still like this too. I heard you're demonic- you smell like it too." I leaned in and smelled his scent. "Maybe we should seek help." He blushed a little as I rubbed his ears and almost melted against me but shakily kept his ground.

"I-I don't know why I haven't reverted back," he admitted and blushed, adverting his eyes from me. I pulled away from his ears and gave him a small purr.

"Do you want to remain a kitty forever?" I asked him curiously. "I know no one wants to stay hungry forever and craving blood by the minute. That's why I think we need to look into helping Richard." He looked at me then pouted.

"You would lose interest if I lost my ears," he mumbled.

"No I wouldn't," I whispered and eyed him over. "Only if you become a big jerk." He seemed to be thinking it through before he nodded.

"O-okay, let's go see if Paris knows of anything or if he's worried about my brother.... If he's not worried about him, then it's probably fine for now. Paris knows Richardo better than even me," he told me then grabbed my hand again. I gave his hand a squeeze before I pulled him towards my family's castle to go find Paris. Maybe he's away from Richard at the moment. Vlad looked at me then bit his bottom lip before he gave a small smirk and suddenly we were standing in Paris's office. He looked around before he looked towards Paris's desk to see Paris looking through the mail on it then looked around for a final time for his brother but didn't find him in the room- probably feeding somewhere.

"P-paris?" I asked softly and let Vlad's hand go as I walked up towards him. "I've been thinking... You should hear me out too. I think we should seek help for Richard and Vlad." I looked back at Vlad then.

"What do you mean by help? Like brotherly counseling? I suppose they do need it," he chuckled out.

"No," I told him and shook my head. "I'm talking about how they're still demonic." Vlad looked at Paris and tugged lightly on his shirt before he stepped up towards the desk slowly.