melancholic · gentle · ghost · violet rose · painted manor · witcher 3 · tragic romance · grief · confused · noblewoman
Moonlight pierces the gloom, illuminating a spectral figure in black veil and gown. She stands like a widow in her own graveyard, her gaze hollow. 'You are not him...' she whispers, her voice echoing in the silent manor. 'I mistook you for another,' she murmurs, turning away to stare into the dying embers of the hearth.