As the sun started to set on the town lights could be seen from the castle ontop the hill as there heavy curtians got pulled off to the side. Within the window stood a tall pale woman with blonde hair that sat in slight waves down her back, she was in a black dress cuttinf off at her knees that showed off her curves and chest nicely seeing it was something her husband loved seeing her in. She watched over the town as the street lights came on seeing the sun no longer touched the property the castle was on. This was her favorite part of the day, it made everything that could happen in the night come to life. A smirk crossed her face as she could feel the fun that could be had tonight, little did she know they would soon have guests.
The dark-haired beauty twirled around the room, humming to herself as she tried to decide what to wear. She wanted to be sure to catch the master's eye. His smile was so beautiful... it was what she longed to see every day and every night. Of course he didn't spend every night with her and she didn't mind that. The other brides needed his attention and love as well. Isabelle was not selfish. But if she could catch his eye and recieve his smile, she was content.
But the nights that he did spend with her...
Isabelle giggled at the memories of her times with her master Dracula.
When he had changed her, he had saved her. He was her savior... her love... her entire life... his happiness was her happiness.
And she wanted it to stay that way forever...
Steve walked out of the theater holding Savannah's hand, "I still don't get why chicks love that movie, vampires don't sparkle."
He snapped his fingers and looked at his friends, "Guys, I got a perfect idea...let's go to Dracula's castle."
"I mean...I know it's not the real castle of Dracula, but still...it's something to do..right?" he asked as he looked at Savannah and his friends.
Steve really wanted to go there for one reason only, he had plan to surprise Savannah by asking her to marry him.
"Well, what do you guys say? are you game?" asked Steve.
Alex shrugged. "Why not?" She smiled at her best friend, Chase. "Chase, you comin' too?" Chase smirked and nodded. "Wouldn't wanna miss that." He put his hands in his laether jacket pockets. Alex rolled her eyes and said "that means we're in."
Savannah smiled as she heard Steve's comment about the sparkling vampires and shrugged as she gave his hand a squeeze. "Hey, I think it's pretty romantic." she said with a sarcastic little smile, rolling her eyes after her comment to assure everyone she was joking. She couldn't help but brighten up as she heard Steve mention the old Dracula castle outside of town and couldn't help but nod in excitement like a little school girl. "Yes! Let's do it! I've been dying to see that place!" She couldn't help but grin at Alex and Chase's reactions, giving Steve's hand another squeeze before she pulled him towards the car. "Well let's go!"
Alex smirked at Steve. She knew he was going to purpose. It was just a matter of time. As in, going to Drac's and purposing. She looked over at Chase and he was smirking at Savannah's cluelessness. Chase chuckled slightly.
Jean wondered around the castle grounds trying to still the rambunctious feeling she had. She hadn't left the castle for several hundred years for if she were to leave there was a chance she would not return. The idea of that did not please Dracula. Being the second eldest of his three wives she had never felt the need to call him the master much to his irritation but she didn't care and hadn't care for over two hundred years. Out of his three wives she had been the one to care the least about pleasing him.
Isabella left her room with a bright smile on her face, still humming happily. She was wearing a black lace dress that went to right above her knees and left her shoulders bare. The master liked it when she left her neck open to him. The top half of her hair was pulled back in a bun, with the lower half laying in waves over her shoulders. She wore red lipstick that resembled blood, another thing the master liked.
Her humming stopped abrubtly when she saw a blond figure standing at the window.
The familiar thrill of fear went through Isabelle. Anna had always frightened her. She was afraid of doing something the make the head wife angry.
Feeling the youngest wife behind her Anna turned to face the young vampire. There was a blank look on her face as she looked directly into the eyes of Isabella. "Did you need something young one?" She asked not showing any meaning of admitting this vampire was another wife to Dracula. To Anna the other wives were just objects of desire but it was because she refused to believe that he could love anyone other then her. Dracula knee full well of her jealousy as she didn't try to hide it, hi attention on another female pissed her off even if it didn't always show.
Isabella flinched. Whenever Anna spoke to her it felt like she was getting slapped. She didn't know what she had done to make the female hate her so.
Isabella lowered her head. "No..." she murmured quietly. "Nothing..."
The way Anna treated her was a source of pain for Isabella, but she never spoke of it. She just kept hoping that one day the first wouldn't see her as a nothing.