Bloody Rossie: Tears Of Vampires

42. A Noble's Visit

Part 42's

A crackling horse carriage must have headed for the Bloody Rosie castle where Ronie Stoner sat alone in it. Her blue iris glanced at the blue sky that was slightly peeking out from the wisp of cotton-white clouds. The weather was quite sunny as it gave him the blessing to visit the castle. The intention of his arrival was to meet the Duke of Cloudivious to discuss diplomacy in Romania as well as regular visits between nobles. In addition, it would be nice if he also had the opportunity to meet Lady Cloudivious.

The impression that was imprinted on the night of the banquet was like hot lead that covered the skin, burning to the ends of the soul. It was a disgusting parable to him, but it was undeniable that the burn scars left behind from lead were very difficult to treat. How can he forget his movements when his steps are down the stairs like a stream of water, so calm, soft and smooth. Even just by his presence alone was able to steal the entire breath of the invitees. His charm reminded him of the first sun when the last snow melted. Warm to penetrate the bone, giving new spirit after a long struggle in a whack of frost. Is his hope too much? Feels not. Because it is not too important to think about such trivial things. The most important thing is how he can see it again, making sure that what happened that night was not an excessive impression.

The efficiency is amazing, can't wait to get there.

Before long the wheels of the carriage came to a halt in front of the tightly shut gate. Ronie looked out of the window, confused to think it was still daytime. The driver came down to check the gate. Was there no activity in this castle until it had to close the gates? Where are the castle workers? Are they just crouching inside? Moreover it was a bit difficult for him to understand, why the noble chose an outdated castle surrounded by sturdy fortresses. See the murky watery small river, looks unpleasant in view, still fortunately the previous owner of the castle did not keep crocodiles in it. Should he recommend the modern house in the capital to her? Ronie took a long breath. He hoped that Duke Cloudivious would not be offended later because he considered that he had lowered his taste.

The driver climbed back into his seat after the gate opened from the inside. While passing through the threshold Ronie glanced at a hunchback old man standing beside the lever. Apparently the noble also employs unique people. To him it was no surprise that many other aristocrats he knew had one or two more astonishing things.

Getting off the train, the first thing he did was to inhale the fragrance of the roses that splashed across the courtyard. It turns out that during the day the castle is not as bad as he thought; clean and well-ordered. It was quite fun while walking down the road to the main door of the mansion. Before knocking on the door, he made sure his clothes were still in good order. After being sure, the iron circle was knocked several times to the body of the door.

Ronie's eyebrows shot up next door because time had passed but no servant had opened the door. Half turned around he looked for the hunchback man earlier to ask, in fact he had disappeared somewhere. His breath was drawn in for the sake of raising determination before doubt brought him back into the horse carriage. Just a step away, why did he have to retreat? His hand stuck to the doorknob, then tried to push it. It may be awkward, but he is curious.

And unexpectedly the body of the door was shifted unlocked.

Somewhat surprised, Ronie's neck feather stood up to hear the heavy creaking of the door that was tinged with tragic history. His lips were bitten slowly in order to dare to enter the castle. How stuck he found the condition of the room in a dim state that was only illuminated by candlelight, some corners of the room even looked pitch black because the black curtains stretched so tightly shut all the windows. What a strange situation, giving the impression of a creepy awkward.

Not broken charcoal, decided to go around looking for residents of the castle, and the result is not a single one that appeared. Almost all the doors of the room, room, even the kitchen downstairs he had knocked, still unrequited. He also found an empty workspace where some important notes and papers were still scattered on the table. It indicates that the new owner still lives in this castle. Who lights all the candles if not them? Should he check upstairs?

After hesitating up the stairs, he finally arrived in front of a double door carved in white gold. His eyes stared at the body of the door he believed to be the main room. Somehow his strong instincts said that there was something behind this door. Slowly but surely, his fingers began to lead to the doorknob.

Meanwhile, in the castle courtyard Adela was astonished to find a horse carriage parked. Hurriedly, he approached the coachman who was sitting in his chair and asked who the owner of the horse carriage had come to visit. The answer made Adela go awry. "Earl Ronie Stoner?" Without saying any more he immediately ran into the mansion. Oh, noooo! how'this?!

The double door opened, and again Ronie found a dark room with black curtains. His instincts pushed his body to enter. Carefully the foot stepped because it was afraid to stumble something considering the sunlight was not able to penetrate the thickness of the curtain. As a result, in a stifling curiosity, he arrived at a transparent white curtained bed that revealed a faint figure of a woman lying down.

Ronie guessed that the figure was the younger sister of the noble owner of the castle. "La-lady?" sapanya expectantly got a response because she was tired of wandering around other people's castles. "I'm sorry if I've acted presumptuously. I went around looking for someone to meet, but no one showed up. Even the servants. My purpose of visit is to meet your sister. Would you give us a hint?” obviously careful. After a long time of standing in uncertainty, the lady remained silent, and it astonished her. Approached to the bed to determine whether the woman was asleep. Therefore, he needs to remove the curtain in order to see more clearly. When his fingers had reached the curtain there was the sound of the hiss of the woman calling his name.

"Earl Ronie Stoner?"

Ronie turned to look at the owner of the reprimanding voice. Although the iron was slightly swallowed by the darkness, Ronie was still able to recognize it. "Ah, aren't you a servant in this castle?"Finally someone appeared, his cheers inwardly.

Adela quickly approached, afraid Ronie found the form of his non-doll doll. "What are you doing here?" tanyanya sharp.