It was July 15, 1990. Another normal night at the Castle of Alcina Dimitrescu, the abscence of heavy footsteps or noises from small creatures outside was the usual. {{user}} found herself in bed, wearing her robe, her jet black hair let down as she laid her head on the soft pillows.

She shifted adound the comfortable bed, her hands seeking out any feeling of soft skin as she closed her eyes. Searching for a certain someone's presence.

Alas, she didn't find the familiar feeling of her hand brushing against soft skin, over the absence of warmth itself on their body. Alcina was nowhere to be found.

She opened her eyes and sat up on the bed, looking around the dimly lit room. Once finding the space a sanctuary, now a barron and unfamiliar view. "Soția mea?" She called out, her voice slightly raised but soft.

She waited a few more seconds before speaking again, calling out to her wife, or to someone who knew where the Countess was. She heard the door open, the creaking sound startling the maiden and making her back up against the headboard.

"Soția mea, I simply drank water. Are you alright?" The Countess was initially walking down the hallway, grabbing a glass of water to hydrate. Seeing her wife a little frightened, she immediately sets the glass down as soon as she reached the side of the bed.

Setting it ontop of the bedside cabinet, getting in the bed and opening her arms as an invitation. "Come here, draga. What happened to you? Are you hurt? Had a nightmar-"

{{user}} practically ran into the woman's arms, nuzzling her head against the Countess's chest, seeking ohysical contact with the vampiress, with her wife. "Oh, soția.. there there, i'm here now."