Alina stood at the fountain as Lucian and Danika approached. She had been watching the film crew walking back and forth, setting up things, doing things. All of it beyond the gate. That gate. She could feel the tingling crawling up her spine as the fear increased, watching them move without care. Alina couldn't understand why they weren't scared.

'Mother?'

She turned to him, the fear on her face.

'Are you going in there, now?'

'Yes. Danika and I had a very interesting conversation earlier on about this area and I did want to talk to you about it. But maybe not now, Bill is waiting.'

Danika had already started down the path, not showing fear, proving to Alina that she should conquer hear fears like her son and step down the path. Lucian held out his hand to his mother, hoping she would take it. Her hand trembled as she took his hand, taking a step she felt her legs shake.

'Do not fear mother, those that might walk this path will not harm you.'

They approached the gate, Alina waited by the fallen brickwork, watching as Bill directed Lucian and Danika into their positions. She gasped as they went as far as the tree, Danika resting on it as Lucian kissed her, his hand on her waist, the other on the tree above her head, neither of them had any fear. The night had fallen and there was a low lying mist that was caused by the fog machine. The trees hung over the path, wiry and without leaves. A soft cold wind whipped past them, leaves trailed along the path toward the darkness. The air dropped, the wind left and everything became silent as Alina looked up the path. It was pure black, the trees seemed to have a silver tone to them. Movements were slow, she could see Lucian moving his hand to caress Danika's cheek. It was like a movie being played out in slow motion as the back of his hand ran along her jaw. Alina could hear a heartbeat; the usual pattern was gone. Now the humans heart beat was slow, a thump every few seconds. Her world had slowed as she watched everything around her, she could feel the anxiety building. The trees seemed to lean over the path and then stretch back, slowly thrashing around. A bat flew overhead, as Alina looked up to it she could see each and every movement of its wings, slowly going up and down. The sound of a frog echoed around her, the slow and deep call seemed to drag out. Then everything came crashing back, the humans heart beats began to thump at the correct beat, the repetitive croaking of the frog filled the night air and the sound of the soft wind passed by her.

In the distance Alina thought she saw someone, someone was on the path watching. The figure was darkened by the black of the path but still it had a presence that she could just make out. It scared the hell out her but she wanted to know who it was. She walked through the rubble and down the path past the cameras and Bill. His calling cut startled Lucian and Danika who saw Alina approaching, almost looking like she was in a trance. She was curious to the shadowed figure, wondering if it was a guard who had taken an odd short cut or if it was an intruder. Either way, Alina couldn't help but follow the path. Her feet seemed to have a mind of their own, taking her through the path that she normally feared to tread. She didn't dare come through her of a day time and now, in the dark of the night, she was doing more than she feared. She was walking toward an area that was highly dangerous.

'Mother?'

'There's someone down there.' she whispered.

Then she continued past the tree. Lucian and Danika followed her, not wanting to leave her alone. He couldn't help but worry for her, she was acting peculiar and curiosity had taken over her fear. Something that could lead to serious trouble. Lucian could see the figure and became worried that it might be a rogue, he feared for his mother's life.

'I think we should turn back Alina.' Danika said.

'Alina?' the willowy figure spoke, it sounded like an angel singing.

'Who are you?' she said as she approached.

'I am Lucian Grigore Eliade, are you my daughter?'

Alina fell, caught by her son as she sobbed. Another figure appeared beside him, this one was a woman.

'Darling child, do not cry for us.'

Lucian looked at the woman, recognising her from the painting. She was just as beautiful as the painting showed, looking much like his mother. Her hair was pulled up in a sweeping bun. Just like in the painting, she was wearing a deep green ball gown. His grandfather was in a suit with the gold sash. Lucian remembered that the night they died they were on their way to a birthday party, a lavish affair for Josie's husband. He wondered if these were the clothes they were wearing the night they were cruelly taken from this world. Lucian turned to his mother in his arms, she was shaking, tears sliding down her cheeks as she looked up at the ghostly images of her parents.

'Mother please, this should be a positive moment for you.'

'Mother?' the woman said.

Lucian looked at his grandmother as she turned to the man beside her.

'He looks like you darling. Are you our grandson?'

He helped his mother to her feet and rested her arm around his waist as she tried to compose herself.

'I am Lucian Alexandru Winston Eliade Leonte, your first born grandchild.'

The woman gasped with delight, the man stood tall and proud. Nicoleta moved closer to them, her wispy figure reached out to Alina. The touch of her hand to Alina's jaw puffed into smoky lines. To Alina it felt like a cold wind that was soft like cotton wool.

'We are so happy that you are safe darling, and look at you a mother, queen and ruler. You make us so proud.'

'What happened to Gavril?'

'That would be my doing, hopefully he is roasting in hell.'

They all turned to see Miranda and Josie standing behind them.

'Miranda.' the woman covered her mouth with happiness. 'And Josephine, you found my baby, you saved our child. We owe you an eternity of gratitude.'

She nodded quietly as two more figures appeared.

'Father.' Lucian turned to the figures. 'Mother, this is Alina and her son Lucian.'

The elder figures bowed quietly and then there was sounds of whispers, angelic and soft, almost like the wind was speaking.

'Lucian and his love spoke of this land earlier, we could hear your conversation as we rested in our tomb.'

Alina looked up at her son, wondering what they had discussed.

'We would like very much for this to be altered, we do not like the thought that people fear to venture here. We do not wish to harm anyone and now that we have found peace we can find happiness here in this garden.'

'You've found peace?' Alina wipes her tears.

'Yes, to know that you are safe, that Gavril is dead, that is all that we ever wanted.' her father spoke. 'We would very much like to have our bodies here, if you don't mind transporting them. To rest beside my parents would be a very nice afterlife.'

'We have to be near our bodies, we cannot leave them, if you bring them here then you could visit more often. We cannot take form and touch you, but we can give you words of comfort, advice for the realm if you need it.'

'How is that you are here if you can't leave your bodies?'

'We have been granted this one visit to persuade you to move us, after tonight we cannot leave the graveyard where our bodies were placed.'

'We would like to catch up on what we have missed out on, how many children do you have darling?'

'Nine.'

Nicoleta chuckled.

'And you married Althea and Alexandru's son.'

'I did.'

'We would like to see Alex and meet your children, you should bring them tomorrow, in the morning. We have until ten pm tomorrow night unless of course if you bring the bodies during the day, then we can stay forever.'

Alina stood from her son's body, wiping the tears.

'Right, so be it. Your coffins will be brought here tomorrow. I will find someone to bring you and if I can't then I'll drag them here myself.'

Nicoleta laughed. 'Oh darling, she is so much like you it's not funny.'

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Lucian watched his mother, Miranda and Josie sit outside the gates to what was the tomb of his great grandparents, talking to the four of them for ages. He and Danika had returned to the filming; Bill was eager to get it done. The film crew were rather scared by the area which made Lucian laugh, if only they knew what lay a few steps up the path they would go screaming for the hills. All except the woman in front of him, she showed no fear. He owed his mother's new found happiness to her. Danika had brought out the good of this land, their conversation stirred his great grandparents from their sleep. Now his grandparents and his great grandparents could rest peacefully, an afterlife they deserved. Lucian was rather distracted with his thoughts much to the frustration of Bill, ordering several takes of the one scene.

'Lucian.' Danika whispered as she pulled his jacket. 'Where's your head at?'

'With the people up the path.'

'You have an eternity with them, for now you need to focus on this.'

He looked down at her, the moonlight was lustrous across her pale skin. He ran his fingers over her skin, her lips red from their kisses, inflamed from his touch.

'Tell me you will be mine forever. Make me a happy man.'

Danika grinned as his hand gently caressed under her ear.

'Nothing would give me greater pleasure than to spend eternity with you.'

Lucian kissed her hard as he took her by the back of her neck, sliding down to the base of her shoulder. Their kiss was heated and passionate, Bill watched on with shock, it was the most intense kiss that he had seen from these two. He wondered if he should order the cameras to be switched off, thinking that it might get x rated. But it didn't, in fact it took a rather peculiar twist, out of nowhere Lucian dropped to one knee. Bill was gobsmacked, sitting their completely stunned. He wondered if it was for the camera or was this for real?

Danika couldn't believe it when he did it, it was so sudden and unexpected. But that's how marriage proposal is supposed to be, a surprise. She thought that she should have known better, she did just agree to spend eternity with him, what else would he do? This was just the natural course of events. So it was no surprise that she agreed without hesitation. If Bill had thought he was doing any more filming tonight, he was very much mistaken. Once Danika had nodded with a big teary grin Lucian stood and picked her up, putting her over his shoulder. He then trudged down the path and through the gate, moving swiftly to the castle, in particular to his bedroom.