After many months of getting beta reads and advice from my group, I think I have achieved a final version of this book. It starts and ends much differently than the first draft I posted on here. It is the second book in a series so you might want to...
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Stefan
Stefan waited in the reception room while the priest prepared the items he needed to kill Dracule. It seemed to take forever, and the day wouldn't last that long. Not even the fragrance of the candles and flowers could calm his agitation. There was so little time!
At last, Father Sebastian came to him with a heavy leather satchel. Inside was a large silver Crucifix, six vials of holy water, hand bells, a box filled with wafers of the Holy Sacrament, a large rosewood stake with thorns, and a mallet.
Stefan snapped it shut. "Thank you Father! I'm going."
"God speed, my son. I will pray for you in the chapel until you and Lady Pelles have safely returned to us."
Stefan bowed his head to receive the priest's blessing. Breathing in the aura of sanctity, he turned on his heel and hurried, unescorted, to the door.
He stepped out into bright daylight. The sun shone down through the trees, catching the billow of something white in the branches of a yew. There, spread out in full view, held in place by a silver cross, was the bloody sheet, a bare branch ripping through the heart of the dragon.
Death to the undead, he thought. Death to Dracula!
