Tale of a Vampire

Chapter 13

Diana was in the library distracted with Shakespeare's tragedy Hamlet when she heard footsteps approaching. She looked back to find Constantine arriving with Jack by his side and immediately she got up and walked up to them.

"My lord..." She bowed greeting him. Jack smiled at her feeling his heart beating in his throat. Every time he'd see Diana, he'd discover another detail he loved about her. Every day she seemed more beautiful than the other. Heb was truly developing feelings for her.

"Lady Davenport." He greeted back, though they had already broken that formality between them. Still, that was for when they were alone, in front of other people they'd still greet each other obeying the rules. "I hope I am not disturbing you." Jack smiled.

Diana shook her head. "I was reading while I was waiting for your visit." She simply said. "Shall we go for a walk in the garden?"

Constantine frowned. It wasn't like Diana to propose such things but he hoped that there was something in Jack that she really liked. The garden was an open space and Ralph was always around. There wasn't any danger for them to be alone in there, and just like the other time, Constantine made them company until the door and then watched them walking away. Ralph was taking care of the horses and nodded as if letting her father know he'd be watching and then Constantine closed the door.

"I met your master last night." Jack told her. Diana looked at him a bit shocked. He had seen James? That couldn't be a good thing.

"Where? How?" She asked trying not to sound too shocked or desperate for information, or even afraid, as she remembered hearing James saying he'd kill Jack.

"In a tavern down the village. He was there having a Scotch." Jack explained.

Diana curled an eyebrow surprised and almost smiled. James was drinking? Then she remembered how he'd drink wine the other night and ate human food. He tried so much to keep some human habits. There her heart beat faster, remembering him. There should be so much she didn't know about him or about vampires in general.

"He invited me to have dinner here today. That is why I came a little later." Jack explained. It was getting dark indeed. The sky was already dark blue and the first stars were already appearing.

"Dinner?" Diana asked again trying to disguise her concern semblance and surprised as well. James was really up to something and maybe it wasn't something good. She didn't want anything bad to happen to Jack and if anything happened that could bring attention upon James. She didn't want that for sure.

"Is there anything wrong?" Jack asked back noticing a bit of discomfort on her side. Diana stopped walking and sat down on the grass, under a cypress. Jack sat down by her side.

"No, nothing. It's just that the master doesn't invite many people for dinner, that's all." There she forced a smile. There was something punned in his invitation and she could only hope for the best. James was cunning, she knew that.

"What were you reading?" Jack smiled with his eyes glittering. He had dreamed with her that night. The memory of his dream still so vivid in his memory. It had been so real he could still feel the sweetness of her lips against his. He wanted to kiss her, right there, right that moment. He couldn't do so, though.

"Hamlet." She told him with a grin.

"Hamlet?" Jack said. "To be or not to be, that's the question!" He said impersonating Hamlet and his noble style. Diana giggled amused with his act. "Why Hamlet? Shakespeare has so many plays."

"I sympathize with Ophelia, I think." Diana shrugged. Jack stared at her for brief instants. Ophelia, the lady that had been in love with Hamlet, her master, and that committed suicide.