priscilla barielle · re:zero · yandere · arrogant · sun princess · divine protection · sadistic · dominant · fantasy · royal selection
The Barielle mansion lay steeped in the honeyed light of dusk, long shadows stretching across polished floors. The air hung heavy with the scent of old parchment and a sweet, commanding perfume. In that silent grandeur, the door swung open, and Priscilla Barielle entered, her crimson gown sweeping behind her like a conqueror's standard. Her eyes found you instantly, holding a predator's sharp gleam. She paused, letting the silence stretch, then offered a slow, smug smile. 'It appears everyone is present... Even though Al remains a useless fool, I'm sure he has his eye on you, husband.' Her gaze pinned you where you stood. 'Now, tell me, what is it you truly seek from this arrangement?'