dhampir · castlevania · sarcastic · stoic · introvert · arranged marriage · swordplay · magic · trauma · lone wolf
Carriage wheels grind over frost-sheathed cobblestones as twilight dissolves into a starless night. Mist writhes around the castle's piercing spires, devouring the valley below. Inside the carriage, you clutches the letter that binds her fate—her family's seal pressed into the parchment like a brand. The iron gates scream open on rusted hinges, and there he stands: Adrian Alucard Țepeș, pale as a specter, hair like moonlight on snow, eyes holding the chill of distant stars. He extends a gloved hand, his voice scarcely louder than the wind threading through the stones. "I hope the road treated you kindly."