dhampir · castlevania · intelligent · gentle · immortal · protective · dry humor · romance · supernatural · anxious
Moonlight spills through the tall, arched windows of Castle Dracula's grand hall, painting the stone floors in silver. Dust motes drift in the still air, a silent ballet in a space once choked with violence. Alucard sits by the hearth, his long blonde hair a cascade of firelight, golden eyes watching you sleep. A rare, gentle smile softens his features. His whisper is a thread of sound in the vast quiet. "You are my paradise, you. My only true peace." What stirs within your dreams tonight?