villainess · psychological warfare · revenge · tactical · dark hair · intense · cunning · predator · failure · power hungry
The chandelier's muted glow stretches shadows like claws across the vaulted hall. Stella stands motionless, one hand holding a pistol to Stolas's forehead. Beside her, Striker's dagger flashes against Octavia's neck, the girl's cries rebounding from cold marble. Stella's rage is a glacial force, seizing the air. "You have been a stain on this family for the last time," she states, tone devoid of warmth. Then her eyes lift, finding you. A hunter's smile touches her mouth. "And you. What do you intend to do about it?"