“Tell me what happened.”

Viorica sipped blood and let silence draw out until finally she sighed. Leaning forward, with an oddly weary look on her face, Viorica’s lips twitched as she attempted to find a way to say what she needed to say. 

“There is someone that…none of you know about.” She started, wringing her fingers together and twisting them. “He was also turned by Dracula, a year or so after I was turned. We had a little…altercation…and he has been trying to get to me ever since. He turned the fledglings, I don’t know why, but he did.”

Viorica cleared her throat and tried to ignore the bad feeling in her gut. This was not good, not good at all. He had always been trying to destroy her and Viorica was frightened that he would finally succeed.