Aleera elaborates on her feelings for Dracula. Oneshot, drabble. Set before the movie.
He is my master, my lord, and my love.
As I lie here with him, so close to him,
I am aloud a moment of peace.
I am able to gently, ever so gently,
trace the features of his visage.
His is not sleeping, but he is not awake.
He gives me this moment to view his glory.
I run a hand over his beautiful dark hair, and he allows me.
It is so much to hold back my passion, to restrain my love.
His eyes flutter open, but for only a moment.
But in this moment he spares me a glance,
To let me know that I am allowed to touch him,
And that I am allowed to be weak.
I slowly edge closer, until I lay with one arm draped over his
He in turn places one arm around my shoulders.
Even in this quiet state I can feel his ever present power.
And I am at peace.
I am at peace being his bride, his Aleera.
And his is my Master, my Lord, my Love.
And I find that this,
This is our Perfect Moment.