The Vampire's Servant

Victor's Morning

[Victor]

I laid with Echo until long after she’d fallen asleep. Her breath would catch in her sleep. I hadn’t realized that leaving before she was in bed would cause her such distress. I would go back to waiting until she was asleep before I left.

The tear droplets of tears on her sooty lashes shone like diamonds in the lamp light. Somehow, she was more innocent looking than she normally was. Her creamy skin was tinged lightly pink and her lips were soft looking in her sleep.

How had I not seen how beautiful she was before? The raw vulnerability of her trust in me while she slept added to the sweet, gentle, prettiness of her face. She was a porcelain angel.

I shook my head. I couldn’t have thoughts like that about Echo. She was my servant. My friend. My charge. Nothing more.

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