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Since then the wires have been running hot between Bucuru and Dortmund. Alia, who was my age, in her mid-twenties. Sending me photos of her uncle Vlad Sardovan. They were old photos, very blurry, on which a man could only be seen vaguely. She firmly believed that we were related. Vlad Sardovan lived! Only he could answer whether it was my birth father. According to Alia, Vlad was in Germany for a while. But when and where she couldn't say. Since Vlad was currently abroad, she could not ask him about this either. However, wanted to make up for it at the family reunion. We wrote a lot now.

That's how I found out about her family, she told them about their head Corvin, who ran a strict regiment within the family. From countless relatives whom I should definitely get to know. We introduced ourselves to visit each other.

Then one evening the invitation came. Alia had the brilliant idea that I should spend my vacation in Bucuru. From there I could look for my father in case her uncle wasn't.

My annual vacation was coming up soon. I just had to talk to my head of department first. We were missing some employees and the work was piling up. As I feared, nothing would come of our wishes. There was a general holiday ban.

When I conveyed the unfortunate news to Alia, I was amazed at her response. I shouldn't worry, since there were still three weeks to go. A lot could happen there. I'd rather pack my seven things instead of moping.

Alia was right! A week before the canceled vacation, the department head came over to my desk. Which in itself was a miracle. Usually we were asked to come to his office.

In any case, he informed me with an expression of indignation that I could go on vacation. I said thank you, amazed. He looked at me studying, “Just tell Mrs. Wagner. Do you know someone from the upper floor? "

"No!", I replied surprised, "Why?"

“Your vacation was ordered from the top! That's strange, that's why I ask her. ”He looked at me doubtfully.

"I really can't explain that." I said, looking at him in amazement. He didn't believe a word I said, his skeptical expression spoke volumes.

That was a week ago and today I was going on my adventure. The car was in perfect order, packed and ready to go. According to the route planner, the journey took about 18 hours. I wanted to get it over with in two stages. Maybe three, no one drove me.

Now I was standing in Cugir on Strada Victoriei and no trace of Alia. I checked the address again, no, I was exactly at the agreed meeting point.

It was getting dark, should I just drive to your address? But Alia said her house was so remote that I would never find it.

Maybe a hotel? There had to be one thing in town that I could afford. Because I didn't touch the money in the savings account. For some reason I shied away from it.

Torn back and forth, I decided to wait another half hour. If Alia didn't come, I would find a room for the night.

The time allotted to me was almost up when Alia came snarling. My God, what a runabout. My old carrot turned red with shame.

Alia jumped gracefully out of the sports car. Shining all over your face. At least as far as I could see, since she was wearing huge sunglasses. I was puzzled to see her approaching me.

"Sarah! We're finally getting to know each other! I'm so excited! ", She took me stormily in her arms.

I stared at Alia in complete amazement. There was a real beauty in front of me. Face, hair, figure everything was right. Even her voice was lovely. There was no flaw in her. Alia could be my age or thirty years older. I couldn't define it. She never looked like this in the photos she sent me.

“Sarah, how silent you are. You sure want to rest, you can soon. ”She assured me with a gorgeous smile. “Oh, how nice to have you here. Now I won't let you go again. ”She twittered. "Follow me!", She asked me and climbed elegantly into her car.

I followed her instructions in silence. What did she have to think of me? Just stared at her wordlessly! I felt like a little brat who is too shy to say a word.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, I spotted Alia's property. There was no other way to describe it. I looked in awe at the spacious house and the park belonging to it.

Alia joined me, "It all belongs to my cousin Corvin!" She reached out with her arm. "I'm allowed to live here, at least for a while." She added sullenly.

"A while? You mean he'll throw you out again? ”After what she told me about him, Corvin could be trusted.

 “If I am nice, I can stay. Otherwise he'll put me in the dungeon! ”She cooed, laughing. That could only be a joke.

“Come on, your room is ready. It is located in the south wing of the house, where you have a fantastic view of the park and the pond. "

In the meantime we entered the house. Um, Villa fits better. An elderly man and a young girl were waiting for us in the hall.

“These are Leon and Kathi. They will make your wishes come true. All you have to do is tell them what you need. You speak excellent German, like almost everyone in the area. "

I felt like a princess, house staff! Now Leon even made a servant and the girl curtsied in front of me.

Which was more than uncomfortable for me. "Hello, I'm Sarah!" I said quickly in embarrassment and held out my hand to them. Which they completely overlooked.

“Frau Wagner”, Alia said distantly, “wants to rest first!” She turned to me, “Or do you want to bathe, shower or eat? Everything you want!"

“A shower and then something to eat. But nothing especially a little thing is enough. "I said to Leon. He bowed again, "I'll tell the cook." And shuffled away. Kathi went too - she was preparing the bath. "But that can ..."