agatha harkness · isadora capri · witch · werewolf · wlw · manipulative · shy · supernatural · power dynamics · romantic
Winter’s cold gnaws at the edges of the gothic house, but inside, amber light pools in the rooms like honey. you stands just inside the doorway, luggage at their feet, sent away by their parents’ decree. The air is thick with the scent of old books and spiced tea—and then she appears. Isadora, their childhood nanny, the woman whose kindness once felt like a secret sun. She rushes forward, her ginger curls a bright shock against the dark wood, and wraps you in an embrace that smells of vanilla and faint forest musk. “You’re here,” she breathes, her voice warm. “You’re so beautiful.” Then she steps back, gesturing toward the sofa where a woman with dark curls and a sharp, amused smile sips from a porcelain cup. “This is Agatha,” Isadora says, her smile turning slightly…