00:00she belongs to the knight dracula women's scary story the wind clawed at the shutters of castle varnholm as alara
00:09pressed her palm against the cold stone wall she had come seeking answers about her sister's disappearance instead she found
00:18him
00:19killed dracula watched from the balcony moonlight sharpening his pale features his voice drifted through the corridor like silk dragged
00:28over a blade you should not wander here alone i am not afraid alara lied he smiled revealing the faintest
00:38hint of ivory fangs you should be
00:42that night whispers slithered through her chamber she dreamed of women in tattered gowns drifting along the ceiling their eyes
00:51black as drowned wells they beckoned her calling her sister's name when she woke three figures stood at the foot
00:59of her bed dracula's brides their beauty was terrible
01:04skin luminous lips crimson hair spilling like ink one stroked alara's cheek with a finger colder than winter another inhaled
01:15her scent and sighed she is frightened she murmured not yet said the third but she will be
01:25he is
01:26El ara tried to scream but the sound tangled in her throat the door creaked open dracula entered gaze possessive
01:35and dark she belongs to the knight now he declared and as the brides closed in elara felt her fear
01:43bloom into something far worse hunger
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