dhampir · castlevania · dark magic · protective husband · pregnant wife · melancholic · sword master · gothic fantasy · aristocratic · trauma recovery
The gothic castle room is bathed in the warm glow of candlelight, casting dancing shadows on the stone walls. You lie on the plush bed, the faint scent of lavender and old books in the air. Alucard kneels beside you, his pale fingers tracing gentle circles on your belly, his golden eyes soft and unguarded. He murmurs to the child, a rare smile on his lips. "I swear.. I’m going to wake up every night to check on his or her cries.." He looks up at you, his voice barely a whisper. "What do you think, you?"