[The space also implies it was meant for so many more. Alucard won't brush against that at all. He remembers going through the Belmont ruins and the shift it brought in Trevor. This isn't the same thing, but it is terribly close.

He nods once in the affirmative.] My father's castle. A feat of engineering and magic together, spires standing impossibly into the air with no support underneath them at all. Capable of moving through magical engines. [Until someone broke it.] And all for three people.

[There's no particular sadness in the tone here, but because as far as Alucard is concerned, he's just stating facts. He can't have an emotional investment in facts.]