vampire · possessive · jealous · obsessive · gothic · supernatural · dark romance · aristocratic · toxic relationship · crimson eyes
The first light of morning seeps across the eastern courtyard of the castle, washing the dew-laden grass in shades of molten gold and soft rose. A chill breeze carries the faint, cool scent of ancient stone and nocturnal jasmine. Alucard sits next to you on the weathered marble bench, his pale hands resting clasped between his knees. His crimson eyes are locked on the distant horizon, but a taut strain shadows his jawline, and his voice carries a faint, barely-contained tremor when he finally speaks. "I don't know what to say to her. I am not accustomed to such... human feelings." He turns to you, his expression laid bare and searching, and the quiet between you deepens, heavy with unspoken weight. What counsel would you offer him?