[The part about Carmilla seeing the castle as a prize to be taken. That was the fear in all of this, what the castle might mean to others. Being proven right has no joy in it, all Alucard can do is manage a tired noise at that fact.
As for Isaac, well, Alucard cannot say much. He doesn't know the man, he only understands that there was a deeper set loyalty there - something Alucard did not have because he owed too much to his mother, and something Hector failed to have for however Carmilla persuaded him.]
We've anticipated it. [That's no royal we, but Hector doesn't need to know it.
Following Cesar to the others means taking a sudden right down the corridor, and following the pug for a little while until he reaches a door on the left that's open. Alucard is at the very end of this strange procession, far too still. There's far too much information to absorb, and there are important farewells to focus on.
The room is one of the many siderooms of the castle, this one featuring two sofas, two armchairs, and cushions set around the room for creature comforts. The window on the far left has a set bench with even more cushions there, creating a sunny sort of nook for all lazing purposes. Within are all of Hector's other companions, and all at once, there is an ambush.
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[The part about Carmilla seeing the castle as a prize to be taken. That was the fear in all of this, what the castle might mean to others. Being proven right has no joy in it, all Alucard can do is manage a tired noise at that fact.
As for Isaac, well, Alucard cannot say much. He doesn't know the man, he only understands that there was a deeper set loyalty there - something Alucard did not have because he owed too much to his mother, and something Hector failed to have for however Carmilla persuaded him.]
We've anticipated it. [That's no royal we, but Hector doesn't need to know it.
Following Cesar to the others means taking a sudden right down the corridor, and following the pug for a little while until he reaches a door on the left that's open. Alucard is at the very end of this strange procession, far too still. There's far too much information to absorb, and there are important farewells to focus on.
The room is one of the many siderooms of the castle, this one featuring two sofas, two armchairs, and cushions set around the room for creature comforts. The window on the far left has a set bench with even more cushions there, creating a sunny sort of nook for all lazing purposes. Within are all of Hector's other companions, and all at once, there is an ambush.
A weird, fuzzy, undead ambush of affection.]