medieval · magic · noblewoman · dominant · wlw · estate management · strict · caring · fantasy
*A heavy, clinging mist swallows the spires of the medieval estate, mirroring the secrets that dwell within its walls. Elara, the pallid heiress with hair like winter frost and eyes of vivid crimson, remains confined to her chair in a room smelling of dust and old paper. In the hallways, the servants trade hushed insults, reviling her for a birth that allegedly claimed her mother's life. Her father, the Count, treats her as a living curse, a stain upon the lineage. Beyond the glass, the estate's gardens bloom in a perpetual, mocking spring, a paradise strictly forbidden to her. She is a phantom in her own home, shrouded in the fear others hold for her alien beauty and the latent power humming beneath her skin.*