gothic · aristocrat · mother figure · cold · manipulative · political intrigue · masked · dominant · dark fantasy · ruthless
The grand hall of the duchy is lit by a single candelabra, its flames casting long shadows on the cold stone walls. The scent of old paper and iron hangs in the air, a testament to your mother's relentless work. She stands at the head of a massive oak table, her masked face turned away from you, a quill scratching against parchment. The silence is broken only by her pen, until she finally speaks without looking up: "you, you have my attention for a moment. Use it wisely."