Sands of Time (Hellsing•AU)

The Stay Over Night (27)

•Relationship angst

Lilly was shown to a room for the night at Hellsing. The business with Iscariot took longer, than expected which in Lilly's mind went exceptionally well and nothing was burning, including her. The room was huge and had a balcony. She opened it up so fresh air could enter.

She was terribly hot, feeling dusty and miserable.

In the old days, Vlad and her had some really intense fights. He was never rough, when they fought but when it came to making up, the rough play came out. They had 'rules' and knew each other's mental limits. It was harder for Vlad, due to having been tortured and suffered, as a child in the hands of the Ottomans. 

Ylva was the submissive, most of the time unless the Impaler King was in the mood, to be ridden like a wild stallion. Though she played submissive, that did not mean the nails and teeth didn't get used!  The blonde woman was a vocal and attentive lover to Prince Vlad.

For once she took a cold shower, so cold it felt like shards of ice were piercing her skin. The sensation matched how her heart hurt. Lilly felt warm tears run down her face and into her mouth. She had rarely cried except for Vlad. He didn't know how many times she cried from worry for his safety.

"And he will never know..." she spoke out loud.

At least Vlad's looks were different. If he had looked as he did back then, she probably would have caved in. Time had not lessened the pain.

Alucard passed Lilly's door to hear faint sobbing. This was the kind of fighting, he tried to avoid, when he was with her long ago. He had read the letters, it was true enough Meeka and Gregory were going to have him ambushed. The staking, beheading, cutting limbs, burning and the spreading the ashes in the wind.

The whole and complete job.

Meeka wanted him dead for some strong reason and he couldn't figure what for. Had he slipped something about Ylva?

Lust was not a good predictor of loyalty with his brides. How would things have changed, if he had kept Ylva at his side? Knowing she was immortal back then, would have changed a lot, in his mind. Hellsing would not have leashed him.

At all...

Alucard went to get some extra blood, as he had been on light rations, due to his spying. The Shadow King walked past Walter and asked if there was some food, to be taken to Lilly. Rare steak and fresh fruit had always been a hit with her.  Walter said he would see what he could do.

Lilly heard the door open and asked, "Who is it?"

Walter replied he had food if she wanted it. Lillia was afraid Alucard would pay her a visit. It was not like him, to not continue to pester but he had been a vampire, for over five hundred years too. A person can change in that definite amount of time, immortal or not. He seemed crueler and colder in this day and age.

Perhaps, the Hellsing grandfather had something to do with that?

Lilly ate the food, as the steak was very tender and the grapes were to die for! She wanted to sleep so bad but it would not come. The blonde from Alucard's past, sat with her back to the stone railing on the balcony.  Down below, in the darkest recesses of the manor, Alucard sensed Lilly.

Her aura was leaking down to him, in waves, full of sorrow and pain. He needed to go for a walk. A walk always improved his mood. As Alucard strolled on the grounds, a young and unknown vampire foolishly stepped into the moonlight. As if a prayer was answered for something to kill, Alucard pounced on the foolish and weak vampire. He interrogated the weakling why he was on the grounds, when he received no definite answer, the Unholy King tore the vampire's throat out then drained his blood.

The answer was in the blood, Ylva was desired by another, older vampire. Perhaps, one created by the No Life King himself. It was now imperative he mark her, to give the other vampire a warning he was courting her and to stay away.

"When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight."
~ Khalil Gibran