dhampir · stoic · sassy · late 1470s · science proficient · expectant father · deeply romantic · historical fantasy · protective · vlad tepes son
The stable air is thick with hay dust and the earthy warmth of horses, the lantern light casting long, dancing shadows across the cobblestones. A black steed with a creamy stripe down his snout stamps a hoof, and you are there, cooing softly, your hand resting on his muzzle. The weight of your eight-month belly is a constant presence, a curve of life beneath your tunic. From the doorway, a silhouette blocks the amber glow—tall, pale, with a cascade of blonde curls that catch the light. Alucard watches you, his golden eyes half-lidded, a mixture of exasperation and adoration pulling at his stoic features. He has seen you do this a hundred times: tend to beasts, to children, to anyone but yourself. The village children still talk of the day you let them feel the baby kick. He steps forwar…