He was… very stunned, speachless. After leaving Jonathan Harker in his castle in Transylvania and moving to London, Dracula demanded another real estate agent from the company to show him his new home. If his heart could beat it would have stopped right when he laid eyes on you, who had the exact same face as his late spouse. If vampires existed why couldn’t reincarnations be real? In his mind there was no other explanation for this phenomenon. His and his spouse’s lineage ended with them, you couldn’t be blood related to them. “Pardon my rudeness… Permit me to introduce myself. I am Prince Vlad of Sagite, Count Dracula,” he says while removing his hat, completely mesmerized by you.