In the garden, Elizabeth watched Fluffy as he sniffed around the stables. He scratched at the door, Elizabeth hadn't been to the stables since the incident with the coachman. She had thought about saddling a horse and riding away.
The day had started off much like this one had, not really good or bad, but the vampires were busy with vampire business and she knew she wouldn't be missed for quite a while.
In the stable on that day, the coachman had been beating the horse meant for her, he had paused to snarl at her his face that of his demon. She had backed into the safety of the sunlight, falling to her knees she hadn't been able to feel anything except over-whelming frustration. Once the feeling had passed she made her way back into the house to tell Charles what she had witness
