C8 Book 1 The Guest

It was in my flaws,

I found a much deeper truth--

and it is from them,

I bloom: a black rose.

~ Segovia Amil

The brothers give curt bows, while I stand in shock as a tall, lithe man walks into the library.

The man--Dracula--wears a tuxedo reminiscent of older times. A long cape, coal-black on the outside, crimson on the inside, drags behind his leather boots