Connecticut Vampire in King Arthur's Court by Hall Ian

Author:Hall, Ian
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, vampire, horror, adventure, timetravel, medeival
Publisher: Ian Hall

5th November 1501

Running Like the Wind

In America, I’ve done some running; racing back and forth to get specific tasks done for the head of the vampire sect in Connecticut, the Council of the Strogoi. But that usually got carried out in daylight. And let’s face it; any running at night can be negotiated quite easily with the sodium lighting that covers every part of the concrete and tarmac of the United States.

But… running at night in 1501 presented one significant challenge; the lack of any outside lighting at all, and the pure unadulterated blackness that falls.

Now, it does have one advantage over the states; it’s a much smaller country, so everything’s a bit more crowded over here.

All that being said, it must have taken me a good three hours to find Richmond, get inside, only to find both females’ rooms empty.

I questioned two of the guards. The Princess’s party had left for Westminster the day before. Brilliant; I’d made a totally wasted trip. Not only that but I had to return to my own caravan before daybreak.

Argh!

I skipped in to the inn with only an hour of darkness to spare. Rested on my bed until roused for breakfast, then walked semi-automatically to the Prince’s carriage. Thomas Linacre stopped me.

“It seems that the King approves of your instruction of the Princess.”

“That’s good.” I couldn’t really manage much more.

“Oh, yes. It was mentioned to me last night that the Princess and the Prince looked in far better spirits than before. Well done, Richard.” He slapped my back and walked away. I stood, like a half-shut knife, too tired to congratulate myself.

Then I realized my problem. Somewhere in the midst of my ‘plan’, I’d forgotten to take care of myself. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d fed.

I slowly made my way out of the preparations to leave, taking first an alley, then a zig-zag of streets and found myself in a small village green, the morning sunlight falling gently over a mown meadow, surrounded by picturesque cottages.

A lone figure walked the grass, her hands extended above her head. I looked around for witnesses, but saw none.

Perfect.

I pounced on her, intending to sweep her off her feet, and carry her far into the countryside, but as I closed on her form, she managed to elude my grasp. I fell headlong onto the dewy grass, rolling, instantly on my feet, ready for whatever had just happened.

The woman stood no more than ten feet away.

I readied myself to pounce, then checked myself. She stood, relaxed, with no sense of fear. “Good morning,” I managed, looking at her, catching her steely gaze.

“Do not ‘good morning’ me, bringer of death,” she snapped.

I flashed at her, intending to grab her by the throat, but again she eluded me, now standing to the east, the low sun behind her. I wondered if my weakness had slowed me that much.

“So you show the speed of the caste, yet do not recognize it.” She stood with her hands on her hips, almost baiting me to try again.

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