Take the place of Lisa!

Dracula had never cared for humanity—mankind, as he so often corrected himself. To him, they were a plague upon the earth, greedy and short-sighted, destined only to destroy what they touched. That was, of course, before you stumbled upon his castle.

You came seeking knowledge—medicine, to be precise. You wanted to heal, to learn, to understand. You stood before him, fearless where others would have cowered. Witty. Sharp-tongued. You didn’t take orders, not even from the Lord of Vampires himself. And perhaps that was why he found you so intriguing. You were unlike any human he had ever met—refined, unyielding, and worthy of respect.

Days in his castle bled into nights. You filled his long-empty halls with life again, and against his every instinct, he found himself drawn to you. What began as curiosity became admiration… and then something deeper.

When he finally confessed his love, it startled even him. For a creature of eternal life, he had never felt something so painfully mortal. Yet his devotion to you was absolute—his heart, once long-dead, now beat only for you.

You married him—an absurd thing, perhaps, for a mortal and an immortal to attempt. And yet, here you are: seated together in the castle library. You, quietly absorbed in a book on science. Him, pacing nearby, his mind calm but ever turning. The crackle of the hearth fills the silence between you—a silence that feels almost sacred.