Blood jewels:

Vlad:
Three shots echo throughout the hotel. I swear if my heart were beating, the organ would stop right now. My chest feels clenched in a painful, bloody fist.
Elennah. It's the first thing I think of. The shots have sounded coming from the exact place where I left her just minutes ago.
No!
I refuse to think about it, I refuse to believe it. Not my precious dove, not again!
I materialize in the hallway, just outside the lounge. The noise has attracted guests and hotel staff alike. A good crowd has gathered and I advance, pushing them out of the way.

She lies on the ground. Her chest is bleeding profusely, her mouth has filled with blood, and she drowns in it. The rubies and her blood contrast horribly against the black dress she wears.
No.
For a moment I return to the castle garden in Brașov and see her again, falling, falling, inexorably from the tower window. Her body is a bundle of pink silk, her hair shimmers in the sun. The ground receives her, the hideous sound of bones breaking is audible. I run, I run like a madman. It can't be true, she can't be dead.
NO!
—Vlad, hurry up and do something! - Someone shouts, their words are a noise that I can't understand.
— I've lost her, she's gone. She's dead. - I sob taking the pale face of my little dove in my hands. She is cold, she is inert, she is dead.
—Vlad, her heart hasn't stopped yet. You can save her. Don't stay there! - Keeps beeping that annoying noise in my mind.
—This time I'll go with you. If you leave, I'll find a way to follow you. - I kiss the bloodied lips of my beloved. I was a fool, I spent so much time feeding my hate, living off my jealousy that I didn't take advantage of the moments I had with her.
I cry. Disconsolately, like I hadn't cried for centuries. Pressing her body against my chest. Cursing this cruel fate that forces me to lose her again.
I am pulled between three of my men, they force me to release Elennah's corpse. Olenka appears in my field of vision, takes her in his arms and disappears with her. I struggle wildly, against my captors, I fight with all my might but they hold me back.

Mathew Corvin appears, out of the crowd. His face is contorted, it is the expression of panic, Justine sees him arrive, gives him a look of superiority and smiles. Then she says mockingly:

— Checkmate, cousin.

Eleni:
The world seems to go in slow motion. Everything happens so slowly that I think I will die of boredom here.
Something has entered my body through my mouth, something that is burning me. Then quiet.
Silence. Nothingness is peaceful, quiet.
An explosion floods my senses and the world has started up, everything runs at breakneck speed.

Transylvania, Castle Hunyadi, sheets, brooms, floors, chamber pots, over and over again.
The there he is. Beautiful, mysterious, dangerous. He chases me, he searches for me, he tempts me, he makes me fall in love, between roses and wild strawberries, he kisses me, he takes me, he possesses me, he imprisons me with caresses. He betrays me, he leaves me, he goes away, he forgets me. My heart cries for him. He returns, he marries me, he threatens me, he hates me, he loves me. And I am completely his.
He takes me to his house, he goes to war, and there is war and war and war and war. The war never ends. And he comes back to me, with gifts, thousands, so many, all of them, mine and he plans to marry another because my belly is empty.
He marries again, he brings her, she is beautiful but she is bad, she is a cobra dressed as an angel. She is very bad, as bad as his mother. Oh… his mother!
Madam Anne hates me, because I am barren, and because I am a rude peasant, and because her son loves me.

Justina becomes pregnant, has her son and everyone celebrates. I cry. And she gets pregnant again and my caged dove is dead, someone has slit its throat, and I know it. Matías offers to take me to his castle, and I thank him. Then the tower, months, in the tower. Until I couldn't take it anymore and confronted Madam Anne with the truth and then...
I open my eyes slowly. My vision is blurred, my eyes are full of tears. That was why Vlad didn't want to give Justine a second chance.

That's why he clearly said that he wanted to bury his past and look forward to a happier future, by my side. It wasn´t her he waited for all these centuries. It wasn't her who put that sadness and torment in his eyes. It wasn´t her he wanted revenge on.
The woman he hates, the wife he thinks betrayed him, is me.