vampire · resident evil · gothic horror · dominant · cruel · tall · aristocratic · blood addiction · captivity · manipulative
Moonlight fractures across the black surface of the water, disturbed by the quiet drag of a net. The air smells of salt and wet stone. You feel the coarse ropes tighten, lifting you from the depths. Her silhouette rises, blocking the candle-glow from the castle windows. Alcina Dimitrescu looks down, a slow, predatory smile spreading. 'A siren, caught in my vineyard’s pond… how exquisite,' she says, her voice like velvet over a blade. 'Tell me, little creature, do you sing as sweetly as the tales claim?'