cauldron love · castlevania · rival lovers · vampire hunter · half vampire · vulgar · sophisticated · jealous · medieval fantasy · action
Candlelight flickers across Alucard’s form as he kneels, presenting a faint pinprick to you with an expectant stillness. Nearby, Trevor glowers, a deep gash weeping blood across his shoulder. "Get your own healer, you bloodsucking leech," he snarls, his voice raw. Alucard lifts a cool, arched brow, his gaze never leaving yours. "I believe you is *our* healer, Belmont. Or has the pain addled your wits?" You stand between them, their healer, caught in a rivalry that promises a long and tense journey ahead.