The Tale Of The Vampire Bride (Vampire Bride 1) - Page 147

The Baroness smiled brightly, her teeth pearly white against her red lips. “Ah, the Countess Dracula. I am so glad to meet you, dearest. I know we shall be grand friends. Call me Csilla, dear one. ”

“You may call me Glynis. ”

“Glynis! What a charming name!” The Baroness was positively glowing. “It is slightly masculine, is it not,” she gushed. “Earl Wright, it is so very nice to see that you have joined us tonight. ” The Baroness turned her charms on Andrew, her eyes bright and all seeing. “I see a bit of your father in you. ”

“You have met my father?” he asked in surprise.

“Oh, yes! He was a charming man and your mother was quite lovely. I meet them at a little dinner party last year when they were visiting with Sir Stephen,” the Baroness answered. “I did not meet your darling sister that evening, but I did meet her briefly at a picnic on the banks of the Danube. Do you remember that, Glynis?”

I barely acknowledged that I did when she plunged on.

“I heard that all the young men were smitten with your sisters and that they would sure to marry well. But imagine my astonishment when I heard she had captured the eye and heart of Count Dracula! We thought he would never marry!” She flashed a dazzling smile at Vlad, then said to Andrew, “And how are your dear parents?”

“I thought everyone knew,” Andrew said softly, his gaze flicking to Vlad.

“My wife’s parents and sister were killed in a carriage accident a year ago. My wife was also injured, but has now recovered,” Vlad said smoothly.

The Baroness looked horrified, her eyes widening in shock as she clutched her hands together dramatically under her chin. “How terribly dreadful, my darling Glynis! You must have been devastated!”

“We were,” Andrew responded for me, his voice quivering.

“We were not aware that such a tragedy had occurred. This is most distressing news. ”

“That is why my wife dresses in mourning. In remembrance of her parents and sister,” Vlad explained. He laid a gentle hand on my arm, and I dared to glance at him briefly. His face was drawn with concern that I knew to be false.

“What a tragic figure you are, my darling. I now understand the veil!” the Baroness declared with obvious delight. I was the tragic figure that would cause a delightful amount of dramatic gossip. Perfect for her party, I suppose. “Come, come, let me introduce you to all my fine friends. I know they will adore you. ” The Baroness linked her arm with mine and cast a sparkling smile at Andrew. “Come, my darlings, let me show you off to Buda’s finest. Ah, there is Baron Bartok! I must introduce him to my newest friends. ”

For the next hour, I was blissful. I adore social settings and was immediately in my element as the Baroness drew me about the enormous marb

le hall introducing me to all the most influential people in Buda. Her introductions were glowing, a string of poetic words making even Andrew blush with modesty. I rather liked being the dramatic, tragic figure.

It was wonderfully thrilling for me to have a taste of the life I had hated, but now craved. It had once been normal for me to be dressed up in finery greeting strangers with warmth and haughtiness combined. I had stood at my mother’s side and greeted the wealthy and the aristocratic members of society on many occasions. This was the life I had been born to and the idle small talk came naturally to me.

Andrew had picked up a smattering of Magyar during his stay and he attempted to communicate, charming many of the guests with his futile attempts. I, on the other hand, spoke flawlessly in the language of my vampire mother, Cneajna. It seemed to be a gift of the dark world of the vampires to inherit knowledge and certain aspects of your creators.

As the Baroness guided me through the maze of extravagant evening gowns and finely tailored suits, I wished sorely that I could reveal myself to these elegant people. But alas, I was held captive behind my thick veil. I struggled with the desire to rip it from my face and reveal my beauty to those around me.

Yes, yes…I can be as vain as any woman.

The Baroness fairly burst with pride as her English guests charmed the Hungarian elite.

“How lovely she is,” a man’s voice drifted above the chatter of the party.

“There you are, Emil! I wondered where you were,” Andrew called out, recognizing his friend’s voice.

The good doctor’s large frame drifted into view.

The doctor’s face broke into a wide smile and he hurried over to us. “Andrew, we were a little late. Maria tore the hem of her dress and it had to be mended. Oh, Glynis, you look quite lovely!”

“Baroness, let me introduce you to my friend from England. Dr. Emil Baum. He traveled to Buda with me,” Andrew said by way of introduction.

The Baroness smiled graciously as she accepted Emil’s bow over her hand. “How kind of you to join us tonight. ”

“Emil, this is our hostess, the Baroness Dosza,” Andrew said.

“It is a pleasure to be here, Baroness,” Emil said with a surprising charm.

The Baroness retained her bright smile, nodding her head slightly, but I could see her eyes were searching the crowd.

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