That is the whole of it, I suppose. Things were strained because to grow up always brings that strain, but everything comes back together once there are new ways found to bond. Ordinary, so much as anything could be given the unique circumstances.
[The same love as any other family would have.]
They tended to pile atop each other though. That probably explains...quite a few things, when I reflect on it.
[There's a very soft laugh. Fond. Wistful. Lost in a much happier memory, because his parents were ridiculous with shows of affection. The other two would never believe Alucard if he said he was low key in comparison.]
The rest you know.
[The rest all of Wallachia knows. How that tiny scrap of recovered humanity had been lit ablaze with his mother and scattered to the winds. Alucard did not wonder about regret his father had, it had been so clear in the last moments of his life. It was what kept him up for nights after the deed was done and the two were gone: could his father have been recovered?
But that is not the question. That is not the scar being discussed. It is what love left in this place.]
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[The same love as any other family would have.]
They tended to pile atop each other though. That probably explains...quite a few things, when I reflect on it.
[There's a very soft laugh. Fond. Wistful. Lost in a much happier memory, because his parents were ridiculous with shows of affection. The other two would never believe Alucard if he said he was low key in comparison.]
The rest you know.
[The rest all of Wallachia knows. How that tiny scrap of recovered humanity had been lit ablaze with his mother and scattered to the winds. Alucard did not wonder about regret his father had, it had been so clear in the last moments of his life. It was what kept him up for nights after the deed was done and the two were gone: could his father have been recovered?
But that is not the question. That is not the scar being discussed. It is what love left in this place.]