The air was cold when (y/n) woke. Her hands did not feel cold though, they were covered in soft fabric. It was dark and she could not see well. It was a soft bed she was in, the room smelled familiar and she recognized the smell. Dracul. She could not smell or sense Luxembourg anywhere. The albino got up from the bed and walked around the castle. Candles floated around to light the dark Gothic castle.
It was as beautiful as she remembered, she continued to walk around and looked out to the garden. It was just as beautiful with the moon shining over it.

A clawed hand set on her skin. She looked behind her to the red eyes of the master of this castle. His solemn face had a hint of kindness in it.
"You're awake.," the man said, "I hope you are feeling better."
(Y/n) nodded, "I am, Where is my fiancé?"
Dracul's face made itself more saddened for her, "I was only able to get you out, they had him when I got to you. I am sorry. "
He held her as she began to cry, he held her closer to his chest and felt her warmth flow into him. She was so close to him. He finally figured out what he felt for her.
He loved her.

He cared for her during the next year and felt his love for her grow every day. He stayed by her side to calm her down and protect her. He noticed that she began to want to be with him more during that time. One year turned to two, he kept his eyes and ears open for signs of Luxembourg's return. He found no sign of Luxembourg.
One night, he held the woman that he loved to his chest. She already knew about Luxembourg from helping Dracul look, Dracul had become her support. She was beginning to love him.
The vampiric man loved her already so much, he pulled a small box from his pocket.
"I am aware that you had already been proposed to by Luxembourg, but I wanted to as well.," the Romanian said as his body heated up ever so slightly.
She took the ring and put it on.
The Romanian brought her to his body in a hug and his cape covered both of them from the cold night air.

Their life together as an engaged couple was peaceful and slow, a perfect pace for them to learn more and love each other.
Dracul allowed her to explore the castle to her heart's content, as long as she stayed safe and away from the traps he laid out.
(Y/n) missed Luxembourg, but was happy that she found someone who loved her just as much as her late fiancé.
The Romanian and her got along very well, even though her family would have forbidden it. After all, dark and light are not supposed to mix.

Dracul walked around after finishing his work, it was early in the morning and he was tired. He found his fiancée in the kitchen, cooking a hearty meal for them. He had not set a date yet for them to be married but he felt like they were already married like this.
He loved her cooking as it was very comforting and that she took her time with preparing it to be perfect for them. Everything was perfectly cooked, she had enough time to study recipes to make for them. She wanted to make sure everything was good for her fiancé. He was perfectly happy with eating the food she made for him.
(Y/n) set the plate in front of him and poured him a drink, "please enjoy, I made this especially for you for your hard work."
"Da, mulțumesc.," Dracul replied and took a bite. Just as expected, she made a delicious meal. The meat and sauce was rich and paired well with the ale.

The Romanian's happiness grew from his fiancée's lovingness. He noticed that she had made more than just for the two of them.
"Why did you make more?," He inquired.
The albino smiled to her fiancé, "Your brothers came this evening, they are waiting in the library. I made extra for them."
Dracul's face hardened into anger, "They did not touch you or attack did they?"
"Not at all.," the female said with a smile, "they were oddly nice, although your younger brother was really grumpy and wanted to hit me with his mace. Thankfully your older brother was willing to hear me out."
The vampiric man tensed when he heard footsteps come and he turned to see his brothers, more Gothic and vampiric versions of their 1ps.

(Y/n) kept her smile and placed down the plates for their guests, unshaken by the harsh and murderous glances shot at her. The female disregarded their mean looks towards her. She stood by her fiancé with a bright smile on her face.
"You are going to marry a daylighter?," the Bulgarian asked his brother, "What the hell are you thinking?"
"I love her.," Dracul replied, "After all of this time, I find someone who makes me feel more than just rage or murderous intent and your first action is to criticize me?"
The Moldovan vampiric child struck his mace on the floor, "What else would we do, older brother? Let someone who would kill us into our family like older brother Viktor?"
'So Viktor is related to them.,' (y/n) thought to herself, 'he must be a half brother to them. He does not share any qualities other than their pale skin and red eyes.'
She poured a drink for the Bulgarian and gave the younger one juice, "please enjoy your meal."
The albino walked off into the kitchen to leave the men in the dining room to talk their differences out.

The albino heard a loud clatter and rushed back into the dining room to see her fiancé holding his brothers' weapons back with his magic.
"Dracul-," she started but he stopped her.
"Go back to the kitchen.," the man said and pushed both of his brothers back, "I don't want you to get involved in this."
"Too late!," yelled the tiny Moldovan as he rushed at the Scandinavian only to get blown back by a bright flash of light. He flew into the wall and groaned from the impact.
"Terribly sorry.," the albino said, "But... I won't stand by. Not when Dracul needs me."
The small Moldovan struggled to get up, "L-light magic."
Dracul pushed his older brother back and stood by his fiancée's side, "It is dangerous, you should be somewhere safer."
"Safe? There is no place that is truly 'safe', Drac.," She replied, "But these gentlemen seem to not care for proper etiquette."

The Romanian nodded, "They never did, Dragă."
the Bulgarian and Moldovan brandished their weapons before relaxing, "So she is not as weak as I thought." The Bulgarian stepped forward and looked her up and down.
"None of us are good with socializing from being in isolation for centuries, only Victor and Dracul only go out to socialize.," the Bulgarian spoke, "But I think he is truly happy with you after seeing you two fight together, or be willing to. So I will accept you."
"Fine.," the Moldovan said and backed off as well.
"Now apologize.," Dracul said and pointed to the overturned table, "She worked hard to make that for you."
"We are sorry.," the two said with their heads down.
The female sighed and got to work cleaning the dining room, she lifted the table up and cleaned under it with her enormous strength.
The Romanian looked at the food on the floor, "I did not get to finish my dinner."
His brothers were apologetic after that.

-

Dracul had finally procured the papers he needed to sign to finally be married to (y/n), it took a while but it was worth it. He would be married to the love if his life. A beautiful woman and a monster, it seemed so ironic but it was beautiful. Two people who should not be able to marry were going to be married and love each other forever.
He found his fiancée in the library, he knew waiting to be married was going to be worth it. She and he would be so happy.
"Dragă, I have the papers.," he said with a little excitement, "We can be married with these."
The albino looked behind her and smiled, "Yes! Let's do it now!"
Both of them signed the papers and traveled to the office to drop it off, it might have been daytime and past the time they needed to got to bed but this was worth it.

The person at the desk verified it and congratulated them, they were legally married.
The two kissed and went home, stunning he worker to question if what she saw was real. Dracul and (y/n) went right to bed because they both were really tired. They snuggled together as a married couple, the female easily relaxing into her new husband's arms.
The following night was a little different though when they woke, Dracul did not want to do his usual experiments. He wanted to cuddle instead. (Y/n) was fine with what her husband wanted to do and snuggled close, she felt a nibbling on her neck and shoulder. Sharp fangs ran over her neck but never bit down. She shuddered from the sensation of the nibbles, "D-Drac."

She felt like she was melting, her body heated up and she gasped out loudly, "Drac!"
She turned around and got kissed by her husband, she felt his cold hands run over her body to feel every curve of her being.
"Te iubesc.," Dracul whispered and rubbed up her sides. The female pushed his hands off of her and sat up on top of him. Her husband was questioning her with a look before she unbuttoned her shirt and slipped it off her almost bare body, his glowing eyes widened a little. His clawed hands ran over her smooth skin.
She leaned over and kissed her husband, "I love you too."
"I just hope that my brothers won't want to visit today.," Dracul whispered before rolling to be on top, "Please forgive me, I have no knowledge or experience with this."
"Neither do I, but we can learn together and grow in our love.," (y/n) replied and gave him a kiss.

-

(Y/n) would have never known how high her husband's drive was until their first time together, afterwards he wanted to keep making love as much as possible. He said that he felt so close to her when he was. It was so intense and Dracul was really good after a few times. He was quick to learn. She was often left breathless afterwards.
But today was different for her, she did not have her drive because she felt bad. It had been a few months after their first love making session and their almost nonstop sessions after that. She felt weird in her tummy and she was sick.
The albino tried to close her dress and found it did not fit, her belly was bigger.
"Guess I need to cut back on how much food I cook," the female thought to herself and borrowed one of her husband's shirts.

She walked to his office to spend some time with him but found he was not there, "perhaps the Lab?"
The albino walked down to the lab and stepped into the darkness, "Dracul? Darling?"
Her foot caught on something and she fell forward, strong arms caught her and she looked up to see red eyes. Those glowing eyes were not her husband's though, it was his brother.
"Bojidar?," she asked and was set down by the Bulgarian, "Are you here to visit Dracul?"
The black haired bulgarian nodded, "Da. Bogdan is here as well."
"Well, thank you for catching me.," the female said with a smile.
"Da.," the man said plainly and walked deeper into the lab to where the Moldovan younger male was sitting on a table.

The albino followed and got a harsh look from the teen looking being on the table. She knew better than to judge them just by their expressions. She gave him a polite bow.
"Hei, frate, when did she get a parasite?," the Moldovan spoke and got the Romanian's attention, "You really are careless, frate prost."
Dracul came out of the deeper areas of the lab as Bojidar crossed his arms, the bulgarian looked irritated but his lip had a slight curve to it.
"Parasite?," Dracul questioned.
"Don't tell me that you've been fucking her silly instead of checking her health.," Bogdan growled and pulled the female up to him with his magic, "perhaps I should cut it out of her."
He held up a knife to the albino's cheek, "It'd be a shame to cut into something so pretty."
(Y/n) smiled at her brother in law, "That's sweet of you to say Bogdan. You never called me pretty before."

Dracul looked a little confused at what was going on but took his wife away from his stab-happy younger brother, "You will not hurt her, Bogdan."
Bojidar, who had been quiet spoke up, "Dracul. Feel her stomach. What's in there should not be able to exist."
The Romanian did as asked and felt the heartbeat of a tiny life. The life had both dark and light magic emanating from it. It was their child. This being that was a forbidden being was going to be both the most powerful and the weakest magic user of all time.
Dracul took his wife into his arms, he was happy and sorrowful at the same time.
Happy that he was a father, sorrowful at what his child will have to endure.
"You're still un idiot.," the Moldovan said and crossed his arms, "will talk about this later."
Both the Moldovan and Bulgarian disappeared. Dracul and (y/n) were left with the small life that was growing inside of her.

-

The baby was born without any problems and they named him Alistair. The child had pinkish skin and blue eyes that had pink in the middle. He looked a lot like his dad. Deep grey hair that faded to a lighter color and a white streak in his bangs.
His ears were pointed like his papa's and he grew his little fangs in quickly.
Alistair was a hungry little baby that needed to nurse his mother often, (y/n) was happy to give him the milk and care he needed.
He was a beautiful child. It was so strange about how beautiful he was.
Dracul said that he got the beauty from his mama and the light magic while he got his vampiric features from his papa and dark magic.
Either way, the two loved him.

Alistair however, was very frail and sickly physically from his magic and needed to be looked after by his mother often.
His power, however, was incredibly strong and sometimes hurt him when he used it.
The boy became a mama's boy from his constant need for care and his frail body and immune system.
(Y/n) was fine with caring for him. She sometimes brought him out of the house to heal him with her magic, that would bring him relieve temporarily.
She always apologized to him, blaming herself for her son's suffering.
"Mama, it is not your fault.," the boy said finally, "I just got unlucky when I was born."
He was lucky to have a mother as loving as his was as he needed her care and attention.
Dracul felt lucky to have a wife like his and be blessed with a son like Alistair.