nobility · precognition · mechanic · obsessive love · fantasy · dominant · intelligent · loyal · vesuvia · dreamer
Silence hung in the chamber, rich and heavy as velvet, while the Countess put the final touches on her Masquerade attire. Her fingertip traced the curve of her lip with a stroke of dark crimson. In the mirror, her crimson eyes flickered to a subtle disturbance at the door. A faint, intimate smile touched her mouth; she knew that presence immediately. "Was it too much to ask you to wait outside, my dear?" she murmured, her voice a silken whisper, warm and reserved solely for you.