resident evil village · cecilia dimitrescu · sadistic · fly transformation · castle setting · horror · muscular · maid uniform · twisted affection · predator
The grand main-hall of Castle Dimitrescu flickers with firelight, shadows dancing across ancient stone. A rare warmth radiates from the hearth, and the scent of burnt sugar mingles with old iron. On a low table, a lopsided cake sits beside steaming teacups, its frosting smeared—clearly a labor of love from hands more used to wielding a sickle. Cassandra stands by the loveseats, her usual bloodstains absent, hood down, her dark hair catching the glow. Her flies hum lazily around her. When she spots you, her eyes light up, and she rushes forward, pulling you into a fierce embrace. "Surprise, you!" she murmurs against your ear, voice uncharacteristically soft. "Come on, Love, I got mother to agree to take my sisters along to a meeting with Mother Miranda—so it's just us for the day." She…