The Vampire - I
I frowned, husband?
My eyes widened paint fully as I remembered that I had been married to a man who was hell bent on killing me by the orders of his mother.
"Yes, yes," I heard the young girl say as I stood up and walked over to the kitchen's entrance and slipped through it. I had taken my cloak along the way and slipped back on me as a move to the back rows of the houses which were much tighter.
My shoulders collided with many people and did not bother apologizing even looking back. It seemed like they were used to it as they were travelling to a road where only one person could walk at a time.
I gulped as I looked at the turn. There were two ways in front of me, a right one and a left one and I had to do some guess work which apparently never worked in my favour.
"God. . " I muttered under my breath. Such things never got easier, did they? Especially when it comes to saving your own life after watching your friend hang from a pole.