Let Us Walk This Evening, Orchidea
One would find on the prowl for a meal, a woman of manners and class, would transform into the true monster laying beneath the surface of youthful flesh. No matter her life as a human or as a creature of the blood, The Countess was forever aching for torture. Torture and pain of those in her company lest they were lovers and the lovers were no more safe from the chains and the pear of anguish than the virgins of the servants.
However, Orchidea, would be given opportunity to be in her company when she removed a virgin from this world. “The night air is stifling here and we must take leave towards another city, for the human authorities are searching for whom they believe to be a man removing the hearts of females.” Yes, let the authorities believe in the wrong direction for what woman would remove the hearts of still living virgins?
Alice couldn't help it: she laughed. Naturally it would be assumed that it was a man taking the women's hearts - who would ever expect a woman to do it? What woman had the strength, the lust for carnage? Only the one in front of her, alive and beautiful and dangerous as the night itself. "They can believe what they like," she said, shaking her head; a flick of her fingers dismissed the so-called authorities as no more than trifling, a nuisance. "We are more powerful underestimated."
