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Revealing a Mystery

My feet did lead me to her door eventually, which was almost disheartening, but I knew I was going to call on her anyway. I figured I would at least drag her back to the manor for some questions. That way I'd have some resources (the library) at my hands. I wondered if Velkan would want to talk to her too... probably. She did play a part in saving his life, after all.

I knocked firmly on the wooden door, met with a hollow sound. I didn't want to wake her if she were sleeping, but perhaps if she were disoriented, she would comply better.
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A knock.

I'd never received a knock on the door in this town. My first thought was danger, but that was quickly dismissed when I noticed the beam of morning light coming through the high windows. I rolled out of bed, straightening myself out a bit. Who would be knocking on my door? No one knew me, and I knew no one. Perhaps they had the wrong address.

Flicking a lock of hair out of my eye, I approached the door in an agitated fashion, throwing it open to reveal none other than Miss Valerious.

"How did you--" Well that was an easy question to answer. I'd been careless last night, and she'd followed me. Now she knew my location and she was probably here to find out who I was. Oh great. Just what I needed to wake up to. "Can I help you?" I asked a little sternly, annoyed.
She was caught by surprise and annoyed. I almost smiled at the thought, knowing I'd been lucky enough to catch her in a moment of carelessness last night.

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I think you can. Come back to the manor with me and we'll discuss it there," I stated evenly. If she did not obey, I would use force. I had superiority over all residents.
I narrowed my eyes, but at the same time, I knew there was little I could do. Miss Valerious and her brother were in charge of this town, and it was expected that any others should obey their authority. Though we didn't know each other, I was no different. I sighed deeply.

I was caught. Though at least it wasn't for something bad. I exited out into the street, shutting my door and joining her. "I don't see how I can help you, but I suppose it is my duty to try."
"And try you will," I answered curtly, a smug expression gracing my face. "Follow me." I led her from the back roads of Vaseria, along the main route and up to the front gate of the manor grounds. Octavian was in the gatehouse, stoking a fire on the hearth. I waved to him lightly before leading this mystery woman across the courtyard and into the house, shutting the door...

And locking it.

I turned to face her with a friendly smile. "First you must tell me who you are, and then we'll get to how you can help me." I was thoroughly pleased with myself at this point, because I knew I'd won this. And I was addicted to little victories like this...
I shifted uncomfortably, eyeing the locked door.

"First you must tell me who you are, and then we'll get to how you can help me." I wanted to help...didn't I? I turned my eyes downward, standing in silence for a moment. Miss Valerious stood there, just watching me, and I was very uncomfortable. Still, I had to answer her.

"My name," I began, "Though of little concern to you, is Mira DeLune. I am the former Princess of Maramures and I came to dwell here in unknown solitude. I help because it is my duty as a servant to God, but I expect nothing out of it." I paused, before shaking my head and looking at her again. "So please just tell me how I can aid you."
Her information was rather intriguing to a point. No expectations of anyone. Perhaps she'd had a bad experience in life that caused her to shy from associating too much with people. I nodded in accordance.

"Very well, Miss DeLune. You can start by telling me how you know Dracula, since you had mentioned it last night to the brides. Or is that some form of a dishonest threat?"
I had two options. I could tell her the truth of my past lives, which I sincerely thought she would not believe in the least, or I could confirm that it was stated in the form of a dishonest threat. Either way, I would not feel terribly satisfied with myself. I sighed heavily.

"Miss Valerious..." I addressed, "I'll have you know that I am not in league with Dragulia, nor will I ever be. I have had some...terrible experiences with that demon. I knew him, at one point in time. My relations, if you will, have ceased with him for quite some time now," About two hundred years... I thought morbidly, "And I am afraid I have little information to offer you. I can navigate his homes as I've been there several times in the past, but the more distance I can put between us, the better."

I paused, my eyes falling upon some wall hangings. "I've made it my duty to pursue whatever God places on my path, but stay out of the way of large-scale issues, if possible. I'd say I was fearless, but that would be a lie. I do not fear death, of course. The servants of Dracula are of little importance in my book. I fear Dracula, and what he might do to me should I ever cross his path again. Death would be a merciful punishment, in his case." I hesitated once more and could tell she wanted every ounce of information I could provide. I didn't have much for her.

"Like I said. I cannot read his thoughts or know his plans, Miss Valerious; I can only navigate his complexes," I finished, a little agitated and itching to escape. I shifted the conversation.

"Your brother... how is he?" I found myself asking. Why, I don't suppose I knew, but there was something almost...likable, perhaps mesmeric, about the man. Of course I'd only seen him in a half-conscious state of mind, so that was ridiculous...I could have hit myself for relating such words to the Prince of Vaseria, but no one would ever knew I'd thought them, so I had no worries.
I had forced down some food and finished dressing, now taking to walking about the manor. It was slow at best but I didn't feel like staying cooped up in my room all day and I was determined to get well enough to leave the manor again despite what Anna had said. Dracula and his brides wanting me dead was nothing new.

I crossed paths with one of the servants in the hall. "Has Anna returned?" Anna should be back from the village by now, I assumed, and I wanted a full report.

"Yes, Sir. She's in the downstairs sitting room with a guest. Would you like me to get her for you?"

"No, that won't be necessary," I paused, thinking through her words, "Do you know who the guest would be?"

"No, Sir. It was a young lady though. That's all I know."

That seemed odd. Anna wasn't one to bring people back to the manor, let alone female acquaintances. I wasn't even entirely sure if she had any friends that were women. After dismissing the servant back to her chores, I made my way down the turning staircases again, knowing full well I would have to go back up them eventually. But the decent was much easier having gravity on my side. When I reached the sitting room, I found the door open. From beyond I could make out voices.

"Your brother... how is he?"

I hesitated aside the door, perhaps out of curiosity. The voice was distantly familiar.
"I suppose he's well. Thanks to you, anyway..." I replied at length, a little aggravated that she'd changed subjects. "What did you put on those wounds of his anyway? Are you trained in the medical field?" This made me a little nervous. What if she'd applied something that was not of a beneficial nature? But so far, she'd done nothing but good for us. I was letting my natural suspicious behaviors take over once more...
"They are ancient herbs of sophisticated medical practice from the North," I responded, a half-smile approaching my face. Of course she had every right to be suspicious of my methods. I wasn't your normal every-day typical woman. "And yes," I almost laughed a little, "I am well-educated in the naturalistic medical field. I may not be on the same level as those practicioners of London and Paris, but I know how to tend to combat wounds."

I paused. "You're a good sister, Miss Valerious. That was very brave of you to leap after him like that last night. It was mere luck that you were able to turn him loose from that bride, and double luck that he was within my circle of Holy water."
The young woman from the woods. I stood by the door, listening intently. I wasn't usually one to eavesdrop but for some reason I continued hovering beside the door.

"You're a good sister, Miss Valerious. That was very brave of you to leap after him like that last night. It was mere luck that you were able to turn him loose from that bride, and double luck that he was within my circle of Holy water."

"Good afternoon, Master Velkan." I startled and turned to see a maid walking down the hall. She smiled at me and glanced sideways at the door I had been listening at before continuing on her way. Internally I cursed at myself knowing full well my presence had been revealed and with some embarrassment knocked lightly on the door. "Anna?" Maybe they wouldn't think I had been standing there for awhile.
"Anna?" I responded to my name instantly, head swerving at the door.

"Velkan?" I paused, glancing between the doorway and Miss DeLune. "Come in..." I said, wondering if he had been listening for long. If he had, that would make my job a little easier. I wouldn't have to explain everything that'd happened. But then again, Velkan? Eavesdropping? The scenario struck me as odd and I shook it off as he entered. "This is Miss Mira DeLune," I introduced him to her, nodding my head, "Miss DeLune, my brother, Velkan." For some reason, I felt awkward, but this was the polite thing to do, wasn't it?
"Good afternoon," I shifted, not entirely sure what else to say. "...Miss DeLune." To an extent I felt I was interrupting them and perhaps coming downstairs had been a bad idea. But all the while it was intriguing to see the young woman again, as if her sitting there somehow made her real now when she hadn't been before. Anna seemed to hold her help in the highest regard. And then I realized I was staring.

"Did everything go well in the village?" I turned my attention to Anna and assumed a business-like demeanor. That had been what I had come down here for afterall.
I smiled warmly when he looked at me, marveling at my own comfort in the situation. Usually society made me excruciatingly nervous. Anna's brother didn't seem to have much of a reaction to anything however, and quickly veered off to the matters at hand. I sat quietly, waiting to be dismissed.
"Everything is settled for the time," I answered Velkan, "At least until we've sorted everything out. I don't understand what's going on just yet, and I have no idea how many we lost last night." I frowned, my gaze shifting from my brother to Miss DeLune. I suppose I'd gleaned what information I could from her, and maybe she would want to leave. But I felt in debt to her, as if I needed to give her some type of reward. I was at a loss, however, and my gaze flickered to my brother before returning to her.

"If you would like, Miss DeLune, I suppose you can leave. That is all the information I shall be requiring of you. Unless Velkan has anything to ask of you. Velkan?" I turned to him but he had suddenly turned a bit cold in his demeanor. I shifted uncomfortably.
I had remained fixated on Anna, glancing once or twice in Miss DeLune's direction but quickly looking away. I felt uncomfortable for some reason. Warm. She was quite attractive - I had thought it when I first came into the room. But the circumstances were...out of the ordinary. She had seen me at my worst and I still wasn't entirely clear on what had happened the other night. It was as if I was at some sort of disadvantage to her. Not to mention she most likely had been brought back to the manor not by her own choice and was waiting to leave. There must have been a reason why she hadn't wanted to be known. But while I felt I could respect this, at the same time I was somehow fascinated by her and didn't want to see her disappearing so soon when we had only just met.

"No, that is," I tried to think of some reason why she would stay. "...Unless Miss DeLune would be interested in joining us for dinner. It's the least we can offer her." She had saved my life afterall. I looked over at her with the offer.
I brightened at the offer, smiling warmly at him again and rising to my feet. "If that be your will, I would be happy to join you," I replied. I was dealing with this better than I had expected. But this was the royal family of the town, and I was expected to treat them with courtesy and respect. No matter how anti-social I was, one dinner wouldn't hurt anyone, so I figured it would be cordial of me to accept.
I was happy that she'd accepted Velkan's offer, as I had grown worried when he had suggested the event. After all, she seemed to be a bit out of touch with society. But for now, she seemed comfortable with at least us. I smiled between the two.

"Well. I shall inform the kitchen staff that they are to serve a royal dinner this evening," I said, sparing a glance at Miss DeLune, "Music is big in Maramures, no?" She smiled and nodded at me and I smiled back apologetically. "I'm afraid the gypsy bands are out of town at the moment. I may be able to procur a lute, if that would better suit what you accustomed to for dinner conditions. I'm sure you have appropriate dress for these occasions?" Perhaps I was jumping to conclusions on the other Princess, but I suddenly felt a great need to please, as was probably a normal thing for my status, but still...
I had to laugh a bit. "Miss Valerious, please note that I said former Princess. I rarely sport the title anymore," I answered, smiling brightly, "If you wish to find a lute-player for the dinner, feel free, but I shan't hold you to any conditions. The last time I attended a royal dinner was about five years ago in Moldavia, and what a terrible experience that was!" I laughed a bit more before shifting. Now I was hoping I still had some type of formal dress that actually suited the occasion. I had kept all of my royal garments, of course, but they were certainly very Maramureshian...
I flashed a small smile when she accepted. For a moment I wondered if Anna was going to be cross with me for extending the invitation without her say after she had not so long ago expressed that I appeared to not value her opinion, but in this instance she didn't seem to mind and instead embraced the idea.

But a royal dinner? I was confused. I had been imagining something small and informal, just to talk perhaps, and Anna had never been one to revel in garish parties so I didn't understand why she was suggesting it. But soon enough my question was answered.

I shifted my eyes between the two of them as Miss DeLune recalled her story of Moldavia with a laugh, both appearing entirely unphased while I stood there stunned. "Former princess?" I spoke aloud, interrupting their conversation.
The emphasis on the word "princess" caught me offguard and I veered to look at him, the words taking a moment to register with me. Oh, he was asking me a question. I looked at him. "Yes...I am the former Princess of Maramures. But like I said, I no longer sport the title..."
Well, that was... I didn't entirely know how to respond to that. For one thing my pride had already been dampened with what had happened in upon itself, but now knowing I had been rescued by a princess... Somehow the situation struck me as backwards. In disbelief, I looked over at Anna who, naturally, had known all along.

"But why former? And why are you in Vaseria?" I could hear a swell of questions arising in my head and couldn't stop myself from saying them. The revelation had suddenly made me vastly curious and I pulled a chair over to sit across from her.

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I had to laugh slightly at my brother's behavior. It was most amusing, and I could care less that I apparently had "no experience in that area." I didn't want any. Still, as his sister, I felt it was somehow my duty to pester him about it. With a smirk, I followed after him. "Oh, and I suppose you do, my dear brother?" I grinned, knowing full well how annoying I was being.
She was nice. Cordial. Polite. I didn't know what Anna was smiling so annoyingly about. But maybe that wasn't everything. I'd be lying to myself if I pretended she wasn't mildy attractive. Okay, she was very attractive. But that didn't mean anything. And what had I been thinking anyway? I had duties to perform and expectations to fulfill. I didn't have time for dinner parties with runaway princesses.

I heaved a sigh. Of course Anna was going to follow me. I turned back and raised a brow at her, obviously annoyed. "Aren't you supposed to be off planning your little dinner party or something?" I gestured back in the direction of the kitchen.

"I don't see how it's any of your business anyway." I wasn't even sure why it seemed so difficult for me to admit to what apparently was more than obvious aside from that Anna found cause to tease me about it. But whatever it was I suddenly felt rather defensive.
I laughed again. "Oh all right. I'll leave you be. But I'm not stupid." I tousled my brother's hair before flouncing off to the kitchen to instruct the kitchen staff, all the while grinning about the look I'd seen on my brother's face. This evening was going to be quite amusing from what I could tell.