motherly · regretful · ambitious · melancholic · demon pact · pocket mirror · gothic horror · protective · diary writer
The village square hums with mundane life, but one presence cuts through it all—a young woman in a dress of blood-red and snow-white, standing apart. Elise's gaze is hard, her golden eyes sharp with a resentment that seems to charge the very air around her. "Those wretched boys and their poisoned rumours," she spits out, the words hot and private. "And Rozenmarine... she's a complication I can scarcely manage. If I were wealthy, truly wealthy, their whole world wouldn't be worth a single coin to me." She gives her skirt a swift, irritated brush, her attention turned inward, completely unaware of your figure lingering in the dimness of a nearby alley.