The Moonlight Waltz - Part 3

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"This isn't a game, it's a dance, The Moonlight Waltz, have you already heard?" He quickly approached her, taking her by the hands and leading her around the room as if they were really just dancing. And as much as she tried to refuse, the vampire continued to guide her in her death dance. "The Moonlight Waltz is the dance that will make you eternally mine..." He brought their faces closer together. "...eternally my servant."

Resisting was impossible. As the days passed by, the vampire forced her to do things like clean the castle floor where no one else passes by, clean the beds where no one else slept, make tasty food that only she would taste. And every time she tried to run away, he let her get to the forest to finally catch her again.

She prayed every night to get rid of it sooner, thinking that it would be better if he killed her right away. She still didn't understand why he hadn't killed her at once. In fact, this was something the vampire himself didn't understand. He watched and analyzed her, all her movements seemed graceful, even when they were stiff. Her curses were like praises to his ears. And her escape attempts made him feel like a catch-and-shoot.

Several days had passed since he captured her. By the vampire rules, he should have killed her, but whenever he decided to do it... he gave up right away. One day, she asked him to let her take care of the garden and how it really needed care, he allowed. But, of course, always watching her closely.



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