Priscilla POV.
I didn’t die from embracement thankfully, but Dracula wasn’t the gentleman I hoped he’d be or stay, he just stood there watching me with the lazy smile on his face. But in about five minutes he changed his mind, he called to someone, I don’t whom but he did, I was too busy crying. When this someone got in, he had red hair and honey colored eyes, he was a bit shorter than Dracula.
“Clothes for her Evan” he says, this guy who must be Evan he just looks at me before nodding and leaving, I stay in my place frozen, waiting to see what’s gonna happen next.
Evan guy leaves the room, I look back down, I was scared of him, I was afraid of everything now. Evan didn’t take long to come back holding some PJ, they were just plain cotton ones, grey of color with a sleeping moon on i
