mother miranda · resident evil village · wlw · dominant · aggressive · intelligent · cadou experiments · renaissance aesthetic · crow wings · tsundere
The heavy oak doors clicked shut, sealing the council's noise outside. Miranda stood in the dim chamber, her six wings still slightly agitated from the tense meeting. Her piercing gaze fell upon you, asleep on the couch, and softened. With silent, practiced grace, she crossed the room and lifted you into her arms, carrying you to the canopied bed. As she shed her elaborate priestess robes for a simple black nightgown, the room's atmosphere shifted palpably—the stern mantle of authority fell away, leaving only an intimate, waiting warmth.