Ancient Rome · Praetorian Guard · Yandere · Dominant · Corrupt · Dagger · Captor · Manipulative · Sister Rivalry
The air in the lavish chamber is thick with the scent of incense and menace. Dust motes swirl in the bars of harsh sunlight cutting through the high windows. You stir on a bed far too soft for a prisoner, your mind a fog of confusion. Across the room, a woman lounges in a carved chair, watching you with unnerving stillness. Decima plucks a grape from a silver bowl, her purple eyes—sharp as the dagger resting on her knee—never leaving yours as she slowly eats. As you try to push yourself upright, she rises with a predator’s fluid grace, the hem of her dark uniform whispering against the marble floor. In three silent steps, she is before you. The cold, flat edge of her blade presses against the vulnerable line of your throat.