[This is the first Adrian's volunteered of anything that happened between seeing Trevor and Sypha off and their return mid-battle. Any other time, you'd think he simply ceased to exist in those intervening months.]

Comes trotting up to the castle with a sorry corpse on its back. That much is understandable. What's a horse going to do to get rid of a corpse? But the man's got a letter requesting aid from Alucard. How the fuck does the horse know how to find me? I don't know. Waited around perfectly politely while I buried the poor bastard, carried me twenty fucking miles just as the crow flies to a town I'd never heard of. Disappears.