Dracula: The Dark Prince Page #4

There won't be

a "next time."

Well, what about your friends?

Don't you want to avenge them?

And what good would that do?

They're dead

and they're not coming back.

Or have you got a little magic

walking stick for that, too?

What about Alina?

What about her?

Come, Esme.

Let us go.

You can't force someone

to do the right thing.

And you don't want to be alone

when the undead return.

Hey, wait up.

My lord,

the Lady Alina is resting.

What do you think, Renfield?

There is a remarkable

resemblance.

But is it more?

My lord, be wary

of coincidence.

The girl may bear her face,

but never her soul.

Is it possible

for us to return to this Earth?

Born again in another time?

Be careful

where the parts of your

mind wander, my lord.

I fear they will only

lead to disappointment.

I would welcome disappointment.

The elders said we should

not dwell on the past.

The elders are gone,

along with their

outdated beliefs.

Should not some of their

beliefs be reconsidered?

No.

We have our own ways now.

I see you are still young

at heart, my master.

I'm not unsettled.

I need her, Renfield.

Are not the women

of the castle enough to

sate your appetite?

A thousand of them could never

fill the void she left behind.

You should rest.

How could I possibly

think about sleep now?

Power of our armies

lies in your power

of regeneration.

Without it, it would grow weak.

See to it that

the boards are replaced.

You know my heart

cannot leave this place.

Renfield...

watch over her for me.

Of course, sire.

Esme!

Who knows?

The master is beguiled,

grows weak under her spell.

He'll surely make a mistake.

I feel your pain, my knights.

My lady.

You should be in bed.

And for their failure

to protect his beloved queen,

he imprisoned them

for all eternity.

You know of the four knights?

Yes, but I never

believed them to be true.

Only stories mothers told their little

girls before they went to sleep at night.

And what story did

your mother tell you?

Once there was a great,

handsome prince

who fought gallantly

for Transylvania.

He defended us

against our enemies

until one day

he turned to the dark side.

He lost his faith.

He put his own selfish

desires ahead of God's.

He was let down by his knights

who were supposed

to protect his one true love.

His princess.

Elizabeth.

He was a great knight.

This country owes him a great debt

for his sacrifice and courage.

Yes, he...

loved his princess

with all his soul.

What do you know of love?

God is love.

Everything else is a pale

shadow in comparison.

Well, perhaps that explains

why my master prefers

the shadows.

Here...

God has no power.

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