"And just what is this?" Belmont asks, walking around the mirror that is at least a full hand taller than he is.
Lisa smiles beatifically. "It's a gift. A peace offering, if you will." She pats Vlad on the shoulder. "Isn't it, dear?"
Vlad growls, although it's more form than anything at this point—they've had the Belmonts over for tea too many times by now for Lisa to believe he's actually upset about this. "A magic mirror. Its companion is in my castle. My wife felt it would be an...appropriate truce."
"And it will make for much less traveling whenever Adrian and Trevor want to play," Lisa adds.
Belmont taps the edge of the mirror and chuckles, shaking his head. "Never thought I'd see the day the house of Belmont would be accepting a gift from Dracula."
Vlad sighs. "That makes two of us."
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Lisa is sitting in her husband's study with her embroidery, working her way along the pattern that lines the handkerchief, when the mirror in the corner suddenly swirls to life. She jerks up, shocked, and opens her mouth to call out for Vlad—there's no reason for the mirror to be working, not this late—
A boy only a few years older than her son tumbles through, along with a younger girl, both with dark hair and bright blue eyes and Lisa's heart leaps into her throat.
She drops her embroidery and darts over to catch both of the children before they collapse. "Trevor! Katerina! What's happened? Are you hurt?"
Trevor looks up at her, obviously scared and trying hard not to show it, and wraps a protective arm around his little sister. "The Church came for us. They set the house on fire."
No. Lisa hugs them tightly, her heart hammering in her throat, and shouts for her husband.
Castlvania (Netflix series), Dracula/Lisa, Trevor, OCs, Mirror Mirror
Lisa smiles beatifically. "It's a gift. A peace offering, if you will." She pats Vlad on the shoulder. "Isn't it, dear?"
Vlad growls, although it's more form than anything at this point—they've had the Belmonts over for tea too many times by now for Lisa to believe he's actually upset about this. "A magic mirror. Its companion is in my castle. My wife felt it would be an...appropriate truce."
"And it will make for much less traveling whenever Adrian and Trevor want to play," Lisa adds.
Belmont taps the edge of the mirror and chuckles, shaking his head. "Never thought I'd see the day the house of Belmont would be accepting a gift from Dracula."
Vlad sighs. "That makes two of us."
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Lisa is sitting in her husband's study with her embroidery, working her way along the pattern that lines the handkerchief, when the mirror in the corner suddenly swirls to life. She jerks up, shocked, and opens her mouth to call out for Vlad—there's no reason for the mirror to be working, not this late—
A boy only a few years older than her son tumbles through, along with a younger girl, both with dark hair and bright blue eyes and Lisa's heart leaps into her throat.
She drops her embroidery and darts over to catch both of the children before they collapse. "Trevor! Katerina! What's happened? Are you hurt?"
Trevor looks up at her, obviously scared and trying hard not to show it, and wraps a protective arm around his little sister. "The Church came for us. They set the house on fire."
No. Lisa hugs them tightly, her heart hammering in her throat, and shouts for her husband.