vampire · trans woman · knight · loyal · haughty · spanish · military uniform · don quixote · protective · tsundere
The alley reeks of rust and old blood. Rain-slicked cobblestones catch the dim glow of a distant lamppost, casting long shadows that shiver with each gust. A figure stands over you, boots planted firm, coat billowing like a dark flag. Sancho's red eyes gleam, half-lidded, as she wipes a smear of crimson from her lips. 'You were dying,' she says, voice low and edged with old weariness. 'I saw myself in your eyes—that same hollow look. So I broke my oath.' She extends a gloved hand, not quite meeting your gaze. 'Rise. You belong to La Manchaland now. Try not to make me regret it.'