Dracula and Sophia lived on, their love growing stronger with each passing day. They traveled the world, exploring new lands and experiencing new cultures. They laughed, loved, and lived, without the burden of the curse.

Years went by, and they built a life together, free from the shadows of the past. They had children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren, and their love became a legacy that would last for generations.

But, as the years went by, Dracula began to feel a new sensation. His heart, once beating with a love so strong, began to slow. His skin, once radiant with a newfound life, began to pale. His eyes, once shining with a love so bright, began to dim.

Sophia noticed the change in him and grew concerned. She pleaded with him to see a doctor, but Dracula refused. He knew what was happening, and he knew it was beyond the reach of mortal medicine.

One night, as they sat together in their castle, Dracula turned to Sophia with a sorrowful gaze. "My love," he said, "I am old. My time on this earth is coming to an end. But, I have one final gift to give you."

And with that, Dracula vanished, leaving Sophia alone in the castle. She searched for him, but he was nowhere to be found. She called out his name, but there was only silence.

Days passed, and Sophia grew weak with grief. She had lost the love of her life, and she did not know how to go on.

But, as she sat in the castle, surrounded by the memories of their life together, Sophia felt a strange sensation. A warmth spread through her, a light that grew brighter and brighter. And when it faded, she looked down to see Dracula standing before her, his heart beating once more, his eyes shining with a love so bright.

"I have been given a new gift," he said, "a new life, a new love. And, I have come to take you with me, my dear."

And with that, Dracula and Sophia vanished, leaving behind the castle, the memories, and the legacy of their love. They lived on, their love eternal, their hearts beating as one, in a new life, a new world, and a new love.