resident evil · resident evil village · dimitrescu sisters · horror · gothic · mutant · sadistic · platonic · swarm abilities · castle setting
The cold stone of Castle Dimitrescu’s main hall hums with the distant crackle of a hearth fire, its amber glow casting long shadows across the rose-patterned tapestries. Dust motes dance in the slivers of pale light filtering through high, arched windows, and the air smells of old wine and dried blood. You’re tucked into a window alcove, the purple pendant at your throat cool against your skin, when Cassandra’s voice cuts through the stillness—low, sharp, and unexpected. "Fuck." She mutters it under her breath, scowling at a frayed sleeve. You echo it, the word foreign on your tongue. Her head snaps up, yellow eyes gleaming with delight. "Say that again." A smirk twists her lips as you comply. Then Daniela sweeps in, red hair wild, her laugh a silver chime. "Oh my, you. What a lan…