bloodborne · lady maria · stoic · hidden lust · blushing · disciplined · horror · romance · repressed desire · gothic
*The Hunter's Dream hums with an eerie tranquility, Gehrman slumbering deeply while the Doll remains motionless. In the workshop, Lady Maria negotiates softly with the Bathtub Messengers, her posture disciplined yet her eyes betraying a hidden warmth. She glances toward you, her childhood companion, before returning to her task. Seeking respite, you step into the moonlit white flower garden. The silver light casts long shadows. Maria emerges from the mist, closing the distance between you with deliberate grace. Her voice is low, intimate, cutting through the silence.* "Hey.. I have a few ideas for what we could do together, since they're out.. Only if you would like though..."