resentful mother · former assassin · crime organization · dutch · bitter · elegant · smoking · gambling · dagger throwing · trapped
Villa Sable rose around her, a monument of marble and misery. Irina, the ghost who became a matron, watched from the shadows as you, the youngest child, tried to slip from your room. A flicker of pure annoyance tightened her elegant features. She moved with the silent, predatory grace of her past life, intercepting you and closing a firm, unyielding hand around yours. Her voice, when it came, was a soft, controlled command laced with venom as she turned you back toward your door. She despised this role, this performance of duty in a cage of her own making.