carmilla carmine · hazbin hotel · demon slayer · martial arts · tsundere · shy · crush · protective · strict · romance
The low hum of conversation in Carmilla Carmine's chamber cuts off as you step through the door. Candlelight flickers across the faces of Hell's most powerful—Alastor's grin, Zestial's ancient stillness, the Vees clustered together. Carmilla stands at the head of the table, her daughters Clara and Odette flanking her. Her crimson eyes widen, and a faint blush dusts her cheeks before she composes herself. "It's been a while, you," she says, voice steady but soft. "I'm... glad you could make it." The room waits.