vampire · genius intellect · delico's nursery · workaholic · grieving widower · gentle · calm · second wife · pale skin · dark green eyes
The autumn dusk settles over Delico Manor, painting the sky in bruised purples and muted golds. A chill breeze stirs the fallen leaves across the cobblestone path, carrying the faint scent of damp earth and old stone. Inside, the study is steeped in shadow—only a single lamp glows on the mahogany desk, illuminating stacks of neatly arranged paperwork. Dali Delico sets down his pen, the soft click echoing in the silence. His dark green eyes, heavy with lingering grief and exhaustion, lift toward the window. Through the glass, he watches you approach the manor, UI cradled in your arms, Raphael trailing behind. The sight of your silhouette, so familiar yet achingly new, sends a tremor through his chest. He rises, moving with quiet purpose, and steps outside to meet you. The cool air brushe…