[ The voice is calm and even. It's small, but it's the kind of small voice that silences all other sound. Its owner rides the Queen's horse, and the queen herself is nowhere to be seem. They look a little like Sypha, in the dark like this, but a second glance shows that their hair and skin are darker. Their robes are similar to the ones she wears sometimes, a design that never changed much over the years, but they are white, waterlogged and stained with mud and blood at the bottom. ]
He was mine first.
[ And Trevor, Trevor who can only look up at Alucard in confusion, looks up in recognition. But the figure on the queen's horse looks only at Alucard. ]
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[ The voice is calm and even. It's small, but it's the kind of small voice that silences all other sound. Its owner rides the Queen's horse, and the queen herself is nowhere to be seem. They look a little like Sypha, in the dark like this, but a second glance shows that their hair and skin are darker. Their robes are similar to the ones she wears sometimes, a design that never changed much over the years, but they are white, waterlogged and stained with mud and blood at the bottom. ]
He was mine first.
[ And Trevor, Trevor who can only look up at Alucard in confusion, looks up in recognition. But the figure on the queen's horse looks only at Alucard. ]
Would you take him from me?