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strong coffee in the café after he saw where she was up to. The problem was that she did not halt her trip in the reception, no embarking a carriage he took a taxi and commanded it to follow Venus's carriage. The fearsome black stallions roared through the night sky, Edward then realised that he was on the route to Versailles. Outside the palace gates he stopped his horseman indicating him that he will continue afoot. Though he had probably no right to follow her in such obsessive manner he wondered what she was up to in the place she forbid him to go on his own. As he stepped o ut of the carriage he handed over the drivers pay . The old man warned him “B oy beware , the palace is haunted by the old court, some say that who goes in after a full moon never comes out.”
    “Thank you for sharing that sw eet piece of information sir.” a dded Edward in a troubled confident tone.
    “All the better to keep you safe.” s aid the horseman, instantly after he whipped his dark beauties and galloped away into a lightless alley.
    Edward made his way into the castle through the gardens, the way he learnt that very morning, hoping to draw the least attention as possible. One in the palace he started walking towards the ballroom when all the sudden he heard multiple weathering scream, the cries of a woman begging for her life and then silence. Frozen by the horror of those sounds he stood still as stone but when the noise of footsteps approached he took refuge behind the long velvet drapes that covered the windows. Leaving a creek for his eyes he saw two filthy looking servants dressed in ragged suits from the seven teenth century aristocracy carrying a corpse covered by white linen on a mat out of the ballroom. When he thought that he could finally escape from his hiding spot the piercing voice of Mr. Dubois haunted the hallway. As the man walked his voice magnified. Muted by fright Edward did not even dare to breath as Mr. Dubois voice approached him dangerously, the man started commenting on his meal. “That was succulent!” e xclaimed Louis.
    “That was a repulsive murder.” Edward immediately recognised the voice, it was now Venus who spoke, but what in the world was she doing with this murderer, thought Edward.
    “Well it's not my first.” l aughed Mr. Dubois. “Why are you in such a hurry to perish anyway, you have eternity in front of you, without even needing an energy source.”
    “First of all I have my studies to return to, and second of all I feel like a thousand years is long enough for one life time.” r eplied Venus.
    “That's ridicules, your century’s in advance in comparison to those pathetic professors.”
    “Stop praising me, it won't change anything between us. Besides my friend you forget that they are older than me naturally thus brighter then I, being eternally young prevent s me from attaining such wisdom reserved for the old. ”
    Mr. Dubois sniffed the air giving himself a peculiar smile upon his blackened teeth “And...” he started “...what about your relationship with that Charleston boy?”
    “As I told you, he's a classmate of mine nothing else.” Replied Venus, at the mention of his name Edwards blood began to rush madly within him, the little air behind the curtain became suffocating, as he gasped for air with little success he still managed to over here the conversation. Venus continued to speak “Are you jealous? You know very well that I never loved you, that I am incapable of loving anyone. You have nothing to be jealous of!”
    “You love d , it just happened not to be me.” Answered Louis, following what he said gave birth to silence, bored by the absence of amusements he reminded himself of the persistent fresh smell in the air and said, “That's quire, it's as if I can smell his flesh at this very instant, I presume it must be imprinted in your clothes my dear.” Knowingly aware of what he was referring to which never took place, Edwards’s presence washed her face