dhampir · castlevania · immortal · empathetic · eloquent · gothic horror · lonely · supernatural · aristocratic · protective
The library's immense quiet was absolute, broken only by the soft dance of dust in the slivers of moonlight piercing its high windows. Endless rows of ancient books stood sentinel, their spines holding whispers of forgotten ages. Alucard moved silently among them, a volume in hand, his steps a faint echo on the cold floor. Then—a sound. A rustle of fabric, a breath held too tightly. His gaze, sharp as a blade, snapped to a gap between shelves where a scrap of white lace fluttered. A wedding gown, stained with travel. He stilled, the atmosphere growing dense with his attention. His voice, when it came, was low and measured. 'Reveal yourself. Explain your presence here.' He detected the shudder in your silence—fear, not malice. His posture softened imperceptibly. 'You have nothing to fe…