#dracula things
Yet if I were a young man traveling in a foreign country where religious villagers kept warning me not to visit a mysterious nobleman (but refused to even speak of what precisely was so scandalous about his nature) my first thought would be less “the Count is a supernatural being who will murder me and my loved ones” and more “the Count is an infamous homosexual and the repressed villagers fear for my chastity, I am surely in danger of seduction ”
The rumor spreads, dozens come. Dracula is soon waking up in the evening to find yet another flamboyantly dressed Byronic young Englishman on the Grand Tour just wandering around his house with roses and chocolates and he’s like:
“How the heck do these things keep getting in? Shoo! Shoo, this isn’t a bloody bathhouse, and- get of the chaise lounge, that’s an antique! Honestly, This happens every spring, I really need to invest in better pest-proofing!”
Lady Dimitrescu has succeeded with most of us.
