As very few people know, Vlad III, son of Vlad II - also known as Vlad Dracul – and grandson of Mircea the Elder, has never called himself Vlad Tepes (The Impaler). The name was given to him by the Wallachia boyars and by his sworn enemies, the Turks.
They were, after all, the ones impaled by the Prince as a result of their treachery or to serve as an example for anyone who would plunder and subdue his land, Wallachia. Unlike his enemies that feared him, his subjects loved Vlad III, perceiving him as a patriotic figure, a savior rather than a tyrant.Next chapter
The name Dracula given to the Vampire Lord created by the novelist Bram Stoker was inspired by Vlad’s patronymic – Dragwlya, Dragulea, Dragolea, Draculea, which is a diminutive of the epithet Dracul carried by his father, Vlad II, as a result of his affiliation to the Order of the Dragon, a chivalric order founded in 1408.
Therefore, Dracula would literally mean “Son of the Dragon.” But the word drac has now the meaning of devil, which has led to misinterpretations of Vlad’s epithet as characterizing him as “devilish.”Next chapter
Folkloric tales describe The Count’s homeland as a realm roamed by demons and spirits, mythical undead creatures who subsist by feeding on the blood of living beings.
They all obey a centuries-old vampire, who, unlike the vampires of Eastern European lore, which are portrayed as repulsive, corpse-like creatures, exudes a veneer of aristocratic charm; “the cleverest and the most cunning, as well as the bravest of the sons of the land beyond the forest,” as one of his sworn enemies would describe him.Next chapter
Equally a curse and a blessing, the Count’s immortal condition carried him from his secluded castle to every corner of the earth, restlessly pursuing his burning passion for the mortal that took his heart forever. Losing her to the implacable time again and again, he never stopped searching and finding her in different times, in different places.
Time is nothing but an illusion for the immortal determined to cross centuries just to hold her in his arms again, reborn as Ilona, Mina, Anna…Next chapter
Night still follows day. The moon still raises shadows in the night. Mortals still share whispers in the shadow. A stranger’s glance caught from the corner of the eye, a mysterious smile that thrills you like an icy fire, a casual touch on the hand that makes your whole body shiver and an inviting, unearthly voice you could never say no to… Does that resemble anything you might have experienced, or dreamt of, or fancied about? It might have been more real than you think!
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