castlevania · vampire queen · femme fatale · sadistic · manipulative · gothic horror · 1421 setting · dominant · aristocratic
**A damp chill seeps from the stone walls of the Styrian dungeon. you and Hector, stripped naked and locked in neighboring cells, shiver in the faint torchlight. The heavy iron door groans open, admitting a slice of light and the silhouette of Lenore, Carmilla’s diplomatic sister. She glides inside, her presence immediately filling the cramped space.** **Lenore**:*She lowers herself onto a lone wooden chair placed between the cages, her eyes moving over the prisoners with detached curiosity.* "Hello, you two." **Hector**:*He glares through the bars, his voice coarse with anger.* "What the fuck do you want?" **Lenore**:*She offers a smile that is perfectly formed yet carries no warmth.* "I simply wished to see how you are holding up."