Rebirth Of Ottoman Princess

I was standing on the vast ground and saw a man standing right in front of me, in shining armor, holding a sword. He sneered at me as we both assumed a high guard and threw an overhand cut. He parried quickly, reflexively. I cut from the other side, and he again parried. We moved, back and forth, until he realizes I wasn’t dead yet. With the next cut, he threw his hands up, and parried high, with his point towards my face. In his pleasure at his success, he nearly missed the moment to thrust but thrust he did. I surprised, leaped backward, slapping his blade aside. He did not fight the blow, but turned the deflection into my turban helmet and cut at my head. I parried and cut against him. He dodged to the side, throwing a crooked cut at my hands. I stared in shock at my pinky finger, lying on the ground, while the rest of my hand was about his sword grip. Wasting no time gawking himself, he pressed in, keeping his blade against my to close the line, and pressed my point against my throat. I glared at him. " Surrender, accept that you've lost this battle. " Romania, Bucharest The VAMPIRE DEN HOTEL. And suddenly, I wake up, covers in sweat. My heart is beating nimbly. My hand is burning in pain. I rub my temple. " Again. In this dream, I don't know who is this man in a armor. And why does he want me to surrender?" I outstretch my hand to find the light switch. After a few failed attempts and finally, I find the switch and turn on the lamp. In the dim light of the lamp, I see three uneven bleeding scratches on my hand. " Claws...? Hoping to clear my mind, I made my way to the bathroom with uncertain steps. By the time blood got to my clothes. I stand under the shower head while undressing myself. Hot water streamed down my body, both warming me up and soothing my nerves. I turn off the shower and wrap a towel around me and open the bathroom door. " Now I should put a bandage on this... " My eyes stop on a tall, dark figure in a hood standing before me. I certainly wasn't dreaming anymore. An icy wave of terror comes on me and I scream. " Ahhhhh!!" The stranger takes a step back away from me and throws his hood back. Ray's rising sun Illuminate him from head to toe. He smiles broadly, brushing away a wavy dark lock from his face. " Pardon me, I didn't mean to scare you." he finally speaks. " Who are you?" " I'm Sebastian, I'm living in the next room to you. My cat's is gone missing. " " What are you doing in here? And what does a cat have to do with this?" I take a deep breath and glance at my scratched hand. Realization hit me. " Your cat, you say?" I look at him sharply but he wasn't looking at my face, but lower... He is staring at my chest. " HEY!" That's when I feel the towel beginning to slip, no longer clinging to my body. Sebastian's hand suddenly darts forward and catches the towel, pressing it against me. His warm touch raises a series of goosebumps all over my skin. " Got it!" He adjust the towel, securing it behind my back before I would even realize what he was doing. Unexpectedly, finding myself wrapped in strong arms. I feel my cheeks burning red. Sebastian, on the other hand, seems perfectly unfazed as though he is helping a younger sibling to get dressed. A little sting of frustration prickles within me. " There you go, Now, let's look for Miss, Biggie." " L-Look for what? " My cat, Miss, Biggie. She must be gotten over here from the balcony. I thought, this room is empty so, I climbed over here, to get her but turns out it wasn't." He climbs balconies what kinda guy does this? certainly, no one. Sebastian's eyes landed on the banquet on the bedside table. "Lillie's, who keeps Lillie's in their room? She is allergic to Lillie"s it gives her the terrible itch." " I'm sorry, I didn't prepare for your unexpected visit." What about me? You should keep a close on your pet." I wave my wounded hand in front of Sebastian's face. " She got you good! it's because of Lillie's, it drives her mad." Let's patch you up first. Do have a first aid kit? " Yeah, I've in my bag but you don't need to do anything for me. Just find your cat and leave my room. " " At least, you can help me find her. " " I can give you a hint. I think I heard the rustling over there, in the corner. That's where you should look for her." Sebastian approaches the table and crouches down and begins looking at the shadows beneath it. " Miss Biggie, kitty-kitty! Girl, come here." Something jumped from under. She table and darted around the room. Sebastian reach out and immediately, catch the cat in a gentle hug. Meow-Meow. An angry, bald face glowers at me. And Sebastian pats her. " Are you afraid of the scary lady, kitty? Don't be, it's... oh, by the way, what's your Name?" " I am scary!?" The door to the second bedroom door squeaked, and my brother, who'd completely forgotten about it, emerge through the door and gaze at Sebastian with a surprise look on his face. " Sebastian? " Do you guys know each other?" " He was sitting next to me on the plane." he shifts his eyes to me, " Tatiana, what happened to your hand... and why are you naked?" " I'm... I'm not naked." I stuttered. Suddenly, I realized that I still was wearing nothing but a towel. " For real, go get dressed or you'll catch a cold," Sebastian said. " There we go with the caring brother mode again...But I really should get dressed." I thought. Sky takes Sebastian with him to his room, giving me some private space to get ready. I wear a plain white cropped T-shirt and black jeans. I slide my feet into the shoes. Next, I did my hair and makeup. As an apology, Sebastian ordered room service, and soon the three of us were having breakfast on the balcony. Sky was laughing about our morning adventure. Miss, biggie jumped up on his lap curled up, and purred. Rrrrrr... Sky pats her and said, " I didn't know you had such a wonderful kitty!" I look at her on Sky's lap and she still looks angry and scary to me, maybe cats don't like me. " Yeah, she's great, but she's been struggling for the past six months. An animal behavioralist told me that it's from losing touch with his roots. She needs to spend some time around family, but every other cat in her line lives in Romania, so we came here. Biggie is the descendant of an ancient bloodline with ties to royalty, and we're going to visit them." " Is the family name Dracula, by any chance? I asked him, raising my eyebrow. " No, why?" " She is a devil in disguise," I said sipping up the warm tea and looking at his cat. " I know she gave you a hard time today, but you'll get to know her soon enough, and I'm sure you'll fall in love. What brought you to Romania?" " Oh, it's all Sky's doing. he's been dreaming of visiting Dracula's homeland for a year now. He loves vampire stories-books, movies, you name it." " Ah, so you're going to visit Bran Castle-Dracula's place?" " Nah, that's a tourist trap. The real Vlad Dracula didn't even live there. I've studied his biography and found something way more interesting than fairy tales. Young Vlad was a prince of Wallachia, brave and kind, beloved by all. But when he was eighteen, he was taken to the Ottoman sultan's court as a hostage for two long years. Something happened to him there, something dark...So, in 1448, Vlad returned home as a completely different person grim, aloof, morose. People would go on to say that it was just the shell of the old prince, and something entirely different had taken up residence inside." Sky turns towards Sebastian who is listening to me very curiously and he said, " Tatiana always finds something interesting." " I love old stories. I'm a fine art restorer, after all." " Such an interesting line of work!" " It sure is, but it's a shame that it takes up most of her time. I don't understand why can't the old stuff wait a while you spend some time with your brother?" " I've promised I'm all yours for the next two weeks. You'll get tired of me. Anyway, today we're going to the Cursed Forest, the real burial site of Vlad Dracula." " How do you know that?" " I did some digging because I'm good at it." Out of the blue, I felt a tickling touch on my hand beneath the table. Sebastian, who was sitting next to me, smiled coyly-one corner of his mouth subtly curved up. His hand rested atop mine, almost covering it. I freed my hand, thinking that it was not going to work on me. He glanced at me with a hint of regret, but he got his composer back. " Don't even think about going to the Cursed Forest alone-I have a rental car, and my day is wide open. At least you'll have someone to save you if it turns out that the vampires fancy a bit of fresh blood." " Yay! I call the shotgun. " Sky jumped from his seat in excitement and I was to say, no to Sebastian but then my phone begins to ring loudly, I glance at the screen and Thomas was calling me. I excuse them and returned to the room to attend the call. " Ma belle amie, Tatiana. I beg you, you must fetch them right now!" " What's the matter, Thomas?" " Quelled chance, the paintings are in Romania!"