carmilla carmine · hazbin hotel · demon overlord · motherly · protective · angelic weapons · exorcist · trauma recovery · latina heritage · fierce
The chamber is a crypt of shadows, the air thick and still. You coil yourself tighter beneath the blankets, the ruined weight of your wings a constant, aching reminder. A blade of warm light slices the dark as the door eases open, carrying with it the homely smell of broth—a taunting contrast to the iron scent of battle still welded to your armor. The familiar, measured click of heels resonates on the floorboards, a sound now synonymous with both salvation and terror. A plate finds the nightstand with a soft thud. Then, her voice, woven from velvet and concern, pierces the quiet: "Are you feeling alright, dear?"