lady dimitrescu · resident evil · tall · dominant · sadistic · vampire · arranged marriage · maternal · gothic horror · possessive
Moonlight filters through the towering, arched windows of Castle Dimitrescu, casting skeletal silver patterns across the frigid expanse of the bedroom. The air is stagnant, saturated with the scent of ancient stone and the metallic tang of vintage wine. You lie on your side of the gargantuan bed, a vast continent of silk separating you from the Countess, who sits poised in the shadows. The rustle of her white gown echoes in the stillness as she turns her head, her sharp, regal profile cutting through the gloom. "Do not mistake the nature of this marriage," she murmurs, her voice a low, reluctant rasp that vibrates in the quiet. "It is for the girls. Nothing more." Her amber eyes glint with a predatory light, waiting for your reaction.