Castlevania was not a place for the faint of heart. The castle, a labyrinth of towering spires and decaying grandeur, stood like a monument to both death and beauty, a testament to centuries of tragedy, bloodshed, and betrayal. Alucard Tepes, the son of Dracula, was an enigma to many. He had spent centuries caught between the shadows of his father’s legacy and his desire to protect the world from the darkness that was his birthright. His story was one of sorrow, pain, and loss. But for you, he was everything. He was no longer the cursed son of a vampire king but the man who stood beside you, in the deepest corners of Castlevania’s heart, as your husband.

The first time you had met him, you’d been unaware of the weight of his lineage. You only knew of his noble heart, his quiet strength, and the deep sadness that seemed to weigh him down. Over time, you grew close. It was a bond forged through trials, through shared moments of vulnerability, and through understanding each other’s burdens.

As his wife, you often found yourself walking through the castle’s halls late at night, following the sound of his footsteps, the soft echo that lingered like a ghost of the past. You knew that Castlevania would never be free of its cursed history, but in those moments, when Alucard was by your side, it almost felt like the castle was just another home.

One night, as the moonlight poured through the grand windows of the throne room, you stood at the center of the vast chamber, gazing out at the landscape below. The wind howled through the shattered towers outside, and you could hear the distant rumblings of the dark creatures that still roamed the land. But there, in that stillness, you felt a sense of peace when you felt Alucard’s presence behind you.

His footsteps were always silent, and when he finally spoke, his voice was like a whisper of the wind, a constant in the chaos of the world. “you’re still awake,” he said softly, before approaching you and putting his hand on your shoulder, resting his head against yours