Mortal

Mortal

(A small moment x Romanian Devils AU)

The journey to the castle was tedious to say the bare minimum. The villagers or the few that were around gave you a pitied look or one of insanity. Your black mare was steadfast in reaching the ominous castle that held a warm stable to house her.

“Teva you seem more excited than me to go to the castle.” You told the mare happily. You patted the side of her neck and gently reigned her to keep her focused. The weather was a bit more intense but it was bearable.

The feelings you got from the village and castle were that of being on guard but something inside your heart told you to keep going. Like a red thread it connected you to someone, who was the question that lingered.

Your heart raced, your eyes pinned at the giant castle of your summoner, your legs anxious to run to the one who called for you. ‘Why?’ You questioned yourself. ‘Why do I wish for the air to be returned to me as if stolen by a ghost of a kiss on my lips’ you inquired.

Your mare steadily slowed her pace when entering the court yard of the castle. Legends upon legends you heard of the family bloodline and of Alcina’s beauty. ‘Why are you on my mind?’ You questioned.

As you entered the courtyard two massive wooden doors opened to reveal a hooded woman. “Greetings sun walker, I am Daniela daughter of countess Alcina Dimitrescu.” The woman announced as your horse paced forward.

“Greetings lady Daniela, it is a honor to be summoned by old friends and new acquaintances alike.” You responded as you got off your saddle. As you did one of your daggers accidentally cut you as you steadied yourself on the stones of the courtyard.

The smell of blood was faint but strong to that of the apex predator in front of you. “Your different than us,” Daniela said quietly. “I wonder what you have that is so unique.”

“Guess we’ll have to wait and see won’t we walker of the night?” You questioned her. Whatever connected you to this place it surely must be incredible.

‘Please guide me as I journey into your world Lady Dimitrescu.’ You prayed to yourself.

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