The Dark Queen | By : ceruleanblue Category: S through Z > Van Helsing Views: 2512 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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As Van Helsing was bringing in the last of the weapons and supplies, Carl made his way into the tower library in order to centralize his research efforts. Much to his discomfort, Queen Irina insisted upon following him throughout the castle in order to show him around. Her intentions were good but, as Carl gently reminded her, he’d been there for several weeks only a year prior. He was still quite familiar with the layout of the castle. It was unnerving to say the least to followed around by a woman who should be dead. He did not want to be around when Van Helsing got a good look at her.
Knowing Gabriel as he did, Carl banked on one of two things happening. Scenario A: Van Helsing sees a woman he think is his beloved Princess Anna and locks her in a dark room for weeks on end until she is completely and utterly branded as his possession. Scenario B: The heartache of seeing an illusion of Anna drives him to madness and he kills himself. Neither was a good option for a man who was already considered on the fringe of church law. No, it wouldn’t do to tempt an already tormented man.
Carl had finally gotten all of his research materials spread out in the haphazard method he preferred when a maid came to the door bearing a tea service. Another figure walked up and spoke to the maid, taking the tea service from her and strolling into the dimly lit room. Carl sighed when he realized it was the Queen again and this time she intended to stay for a while. For all his excuses of being “just a Friar,” Carl tried hard to keep the commandments and laws set down by God and the church. While not a complete vixen like Anna had been, Irina’s cool reserve coupled with her dark looks proved to be infinitely more dangerous.
Anna had looked like a temptress, an Eve in the basest form. Sure, she had good intentions and a pure heart, but her very appearance caused Carl to shy away for fear of being burned. Irina, on the other hand, had all of the beauty of Anna but none of the fire. It was frightening and intriguing all at once. Carl had to ensure that he did not get too close to this woman, because the most dangerous enemies are those that are hidden in sheep’s clothing, be they demons or tempting women.
“I trust that you’ve found everything you need in order to conduct your investigation?” Irina smiled softly at the shy friar, who seemed to be avoiding direct eye contact with her. She poured him a cup of tea and his blue eyes met her own briefly as he whispered thanks. Irina poured her own cup and sat back in the chair in order to better acquaint herself with the young man. She had always enjoyed the company of priests and men of the church. Usually they were wise and introspective people that had a lot of insight into how the world worked.
“Yes, I’ve found everything just fine. Nothing’s moved since I was here last, except the Valerious family crest.” Carl tipped his chin toward the far wall, where the Valerious crest had been shifted over and the Aemilius crest now took the prominent position. Irina sighed noisily and her eyes bore grief for her former ruler. Even this young friar seemed to think she and her family were opportunistic pigs that desecrated the House of Valerious.
“I didn’t mean to upset you, Queen Irina. I was merely making an observation.” Carl looked at her more directly now, realizing that the woman was just trying to take an active interest in her country’s survival, not try to seduce him into the arms of the devil. He covered her small hand with his own and patted it reassuringly, as one would a small child. Irina seemed to be placated, because her face settled into a pleasant smile and she offered him more tea. She rose when he declined, her full skirts rustling slightly when she turned.
“I’ve placed all my hope in you and Van Helsing. I only hope that you can aid Transylvania once more. Oh, and Carl?” Carl turned slightly and saw Irina’s eyes crinkle with her smile. “Thank you for coming. I know that it was your personal interest that finally yielded results and I’m eternally grateful.” With that, Irina left the room in a cloud of perfume and quiet words. Carl let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Something about that woman unnerved him and he was determined to get to the bottom of it.
***************************************Author's Notes: Thanks to everyone who reviewed. On the question on who is getting action in this story..well...as it is in my brain at the moment, she's going to bounce back and forth between the two of them until the very end where she may end up with Carl, Van Helsing, someone different, or nobody at all! All I can guarantee is that it won't be a happy ending. I'm not really a fan of those. *smiles wistfully*
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