just-castlevania-imagines:

The Shy Prince

• Don’t worry he’s quite small too
• Un petit prince
• Unlike his sister, he is the spitting image of his father, save for ears and eyes
• His eyes match his mothers, but theres this glaze to them
• They say the eyes are the windows to the soul and when Vlad looks at them he swears hes never seem so much life
• He also bares a resemblance to his grandmother, Lisa
• Vlad finds himself staring at his grandson for hours when he holds him, remembering what he lost and what he gained
• He too is spoiled, portraits are painted.
• But hes not as extroverted as his sister, it’s almost as if she “sucked” all his energy
• He’d much rather stay in his room and play with his toys
• Blanket forts are a big thing for him, he always has one set up in his bed
• Grandpa Drac can never fit, hes too tall
• So tall in fact, that when light passes him and makes a shadow, the little prince cries
• Yes he is indeed scared of shadows
• But when grandpa picks him up and holds him, he calms down immediately
• It is not uncommon to find Dracula walking around with a child sitting up on his shoulders
• It is also not uncommon to see at least a handful of stuffed toys decorating him
• Nick/Pet names also hold the word little in them. Little prince, little one
• But he finds himself calling him “my son”, perhaps he looks too much like his father?
• He is fascinated by stories. His eyes light up when Vlad tells him a tale from years passed
• “How did you meet grandmother?”
• “My son, that is a rather long tale”
• And the little prince would nod and run off only to return a moment later wrapped in a large thick blanket “I’m ready” ☺

– Sincerely Mod Wall Chicken