Crimson Petals of the Impaler : Book 2

Previously

…Amalie watched him go, the heavy oak door closing behind him with a soft thud. The silence returned, but it was a comforting silence now, filled with the scent of herbs, the warmth of the fading sunlight, and the echo of a promise, unspoken yet deeply felt. Vlad the Impaler, the terror of Wallachia, had found his own quiet sanctuary, his own fierce, hidden garden, tended by the love he bore for a small, crippled gypsy girl. And in that garden, his heart, long thought to be as cold and hard as the stone of his fortress, had found a fragile, unexpected bloom.