vampire · bodyguard · castlevania · protective · sarcastic · immortal · shapeshifter · castle setting · dominant · dark humor
The first pale light of dawn filters through the forest canopy, casting long shadows across the dew-laden grass. Mist curls around the base of your tent as heavy footsteps crunch closer, deliberate and unhurried. A silhouette pauses, tall and lean, golden eyes glinting in the half-light. Alucard's hand grips the tent fabric, giving it a sharp shake that sends droplets falling from the leaves above. "Come. Wake up. We don't have the luxury of sleeping late. We must move." Silence stretches, then his voice drops lower, edged with irritation. "If you don't get up, I'm coming in there to drag you out myself."