Cursed blood

"What rules?"

Both of them were surprised by the conversation, so the prostitute didn't say anything and started kicking away the dust from one of the corners of the house. After a while, even Clara saw what she was doing. There were a fall-doors in the ground.

"I heard only walkers can open them."

Clara picked for the handle and the doors quickly opened. Despite being five centimeters thick and having more hundred kilos they were opened like a normal door. Prostitutes went in first and before she completely disappeared she turned back to Clara.

"By the way, my name is Rosa."

"Clara."

"Good. Now let's go."

Clara didn't want to go there, but the smell from inside made her crazy to go there. They went inside and she found out, that this was only a secret passage into the building right next to the inn. As they arrived on the first floor, they were stopped by some man in very good clothes.

"Tell me. Who you are and for what purpose you are here today?"

"My name is Rose and this is Clara. Clara is here with me to enjoy the night and stay into another one."

"One silver solidus for the room."

Clara didn't know if Rose had the money, but as nothing happened both of them looked at Clara who was only covered with the blanket. A black man who was in charge looked at Clara, who was only covered by the blanket and her snow-white skin was clearly visible to him.

"Well I don't have money, so I will not pay."

Man slightly opened his mouth and two fangs were visible to both of them. As soon as he grabbed Clara by the neck, and lifted her in the air, the blanket hell off her and she was exposed to him.

Neither he nor Rose ever seen this kind of vampire in their life. Clara looked like she was not real. Her slender body was completely white and she had long white hair. Also, she had long sharp nails, which were also strange. Compared to the vampire who picked her in the air, they were two times longer and looked like someone had made them out of marble.

"What the hell are you!"

To Clara, she felt that he was much weaker than herself and she could not be scared of him. He was not able to even squeeze her neck to the point of choking her. Despite not being a vampire long she had a thought about the hierarchy and if what the Lord said was true she was very powerful even if she was just new to it.

"LET ME GO!"

In the instant, he gently put her back on the floor and closed his mouth. Rose wanted to run away as fast as possible because every time she was here all the vampires with she was here with had at least some respect for this one.

"I am not paying and you will give me your shirt. Don’t you see that I am naked?"

He obediently gave away his white shit without any resistance and they proceeded upstairs. On the second floor was quite a strange party when the servants were serving the drinks and fed other vampires there if they wanted. Also, they were in charge of changing the people who were the ones they were other vampires feeding.

As soon as Clara entered the floor mood suddenly changed. Despite all of them being old or not completely new vampires, no one said anything about the fact that girls around fifteen arrived in the den of evil and death in the most corrupted part of the Venezia only with not her shirts without pants.

Until now atmosphere was extremely lively and full of fun, but Clara stopped everything. Vampires and humans were frozen and only staring at her and what will gonna happen.

"Where is the room here? I paid for the room, so where is it?"

Everyone was silent and didn’t want to get involved in her problem which was for her quite huge, until Clara picked one human servant who was standing close and asked her again.

"Where is my room!"

Before the female servant, who was in their early twenties said something, she had Clara's hand on her cheek and Klara guided her head close to her own. She had clear bitemarks after many vampires on her neck and from all of them bleeding a little. Clara licked her blood which was already not hers and in an instant, she knew that the rooms were on the third floor.

She felt somehow more in power once again, as she could find out what she wanted from just blood as effectively as to ask. Clara smiled at the girl who was much older than her, but she didn’t say a word against her action.

"I asked you a question. Why don’t you answer"

"Third floor."

"Good. Come after a while up. Alright?"

The servant didn't know what to say, but after so much feeding she knew that she would surely die. Her only hope was, that she would collapse on her way and they would forget about her.

"Miss, I-I already gave blood to others, I will die if you will feed on me again."

Everyone on the floor was shocked to the point that their hearts nearly stopped pumping blood. The floor started to swirl with the voices as they openly mocked her.

"Hah. What a fool."

"She killed herself for sure with that attitude."

Rosa