We were on the plane. She slept against my shoulder that night as I held her. We were to go somewhere unknown to me, but she told me that it was indeed... a surprise...
When we got there, luckily, the timing was right. It was nighttime. I was reckless over the lovesick I had for her.
She took me to a new home, Bran Castle of Transylvania, she recently bought the place. I asked her where she got the money. She told me the same way I get my own money. Now I am starting to think she might be a succubus. I asked her that question if she might be one.
She admitted that she's like me. I bred her as a servitor. All she wanted was to make her master happy. It was everything I wanted; Bran Castle has been on my bucket list to buy since it was on sale. This is where they filmed all of those gothic horror movies, especially Bram Stoker's Dracula.
Here in Transylvania, I learned the language for nights and days without any sleep, and she taught me. I even forgot the habit of smoking. There was a library here that guides all things about the occult of vampires. I read every book in the entire year, for the library was huge. Until there was nothing more to feed me. I was left hungry for blood. Then blood bags were on the table as I went to the dining room. And rare steaks.
I ate them all, including the blood bags. Vayne appeared to be the same gothic Lolita dress as ever, asking me if the dinner she made for me was excellent. I told her it was divine. She said she was glad about it. If I'm so happy, she is as well. That is what she said to me during dinner.
Vayne and I made love but made sure to "pull out".
The night we went to stroll around the city of Transylvania. There were gipsies around the villages as well. It felt very medieval to me as well.
During this night, this was the first night it snowed for me. This is the first time I've seen snow in real life's eyes of my own reality.
Then I remembered Vayne's smile when I first met her physically, her grin, her teeth, her fangs... death is the last unprinted... "snow".
Here I found myself lying in the pool of my own blood, dying... and Vayne was nowhere to be found. My neck hurts. It feels so cold regardless of how warm and thick I am wearing. Whilst she was wearing a too revealing dress this whole time, she was not even cold. This is the coldest I felt in my entire life... I closed my eyes as I was slowly dying. My neck hurts... badly... I opened my eyes again... and I found myself sunshine on my face back in my old home.