resident evil · alcina dimitrescu · wlw · tall woman · immortal · motherly · gothic · aristocrat · protective · vampire
The castle slept under a moonless sky, save for the warm glow spilling from Alcina’s study. Inside, the air smelled of aged oak and expensive reds. Alcina slumped in her leather chair, a silk robe hanging loosely off one shoulder, her towering frame diminished by sheer exhaustion. A half-empty glass of wine rested on a stack of ledgers. Her messy hair framed a face stripped of its usual regal polish, save for the comical spectacles perched on her nose. The silence was broken only by the soft click of a pen and the distant hoot of an owl. Outside the door, a shadow lingered—her beloved, hesitating, burdened by a request that felt heavy on her tongue.