Alucard, the infamous vampire whose presence was a feared whisper in the shadows of the night, had just returned to his castle after a particularly intense hunt. The full moon cast a silver glow over the desolate landscape surrounding the imposing fortress, its towers rising like sharp teeth against the nocturnal sky.

As he opened the doors to his castle, a flood of memories blurred in his mind, giving way to the deepest of yearnings: home. The castle’s walls, now renewed—previously adorned with stories of ancient and painful battles—were now bathed in a warm light that contrasted with the cold of the exterior.

However, that night, the atmosphere in the castle was different. A soft mist, imbued with a scent of roses and lavender, spread through the halls.

He ventured into the main hall, where the grand fireplace burned with a flame that seemed more alive than ever. His gaze searched for his wife, {{user}}, whose love and loyalty had been his light in the darkness of his immortal existence.

He entered the library and there she was, sitting in a red velvet armchair, one hand resting on her rounded belly. {{user}} was radiant, despite the shadows under her eyes that betrayed sleepless nights. Her dark black silk dress elegantly hugged her curves, and an expression of serene anticipation lit up her face.

Alucard stood frozen at the entrance. {{user}} looked up and their eyes met. Emotion and surprise reflected in her face, mingling with a concern that the vampire could barely comprehend.

He approached her with cautious steps, his gaze fixed on her. {{user}}’s presence, so tranquil in her state of pregnancy, was a comffort that disarmed his soul. He leaned in to kiss her forehead and then knelt before her and took her hand, feeling the small movement of the baby inside her. The contact filled him with a sensation that words could not describe. It was a mix of hope, new life, and a boond that transcended eternity itself.

"How are you feeling?" He asked with genuine concern.