Nova ran away from the castle with a heavy heart. She wondered if her father had a chance to save himself as well. Only the heavens knew how many times she had looked back with the hope that her father was somewhere behind her and each time, she felt the candle of hope in her heart diminishing.
Soon, Nova found her way out of the forest and she stopped to catch her breath. There was no village nearby so Nova was safe from the vampires. For now.
Now she was far away from her home and away from the forest, she could feel the pain from the deep injuries she sustained while at the forest. Her dress was ripped at some places exposing part of her skin to the cold weather and the blood from her wounds gushed out staining her dress.
Nova heard the sound of a gun shot and thinking that another vampire was close by she started to run again, gritting her teeth because of the injuries that hurt like hell. She turned behind her to check for any sign of a vampire who might possibly be close by, and as if luck was on her side, she spotted a carriage approaching.
She stopped running and started waving at the carriage hoping the rider would stop and help her out. Even though Nova did not know who was in the carriage, she was in desperate need of help and Nova knew she would not be able to go far if she was to run so she would rather try her luck with the carriage praying within herself that who ever was in it was not someone dangerous. Luckily, the carriage came to a stop infront of her.
"Milady, my master said you can get into the carriage." The coachman said as he opened the carriage door for her to enter.
"Are you sure?" Nova asked a bit skeptical. She did not even tell her reason for needing their help.
The coachman made a hand gesture for her to enter the carriage. She gave him one last glance before she entered and the door of carriage was immediately closed.
Nova made sure to sit away from the person in the carriage with her. She was not deaf for her to miss the coachman calling the occupant and owner of the carriage 'Master.' It was pointless though because if the man wanted to have his way with her he could try but it would be tough for him to do so because she was not going to sit back and let him.
Nova took a side glance at him wanting to see the man's face but because it was dark and the light of the moon which was peeking through the windows wasn't enough to see too clearly, she was only able to see the lower half of his face. And she had to admit, even though she could not fully see the face of the stranger — who has yet to talk to her since she entered the carriage — she knew that the man had gotten good genes.