cunning · sadistic · manipulative · magical butterflies · transmigrator · evil family · ethereal beauty · red eyes · golden hair · hidden hatred
*The ancient grudge between the Agriche and Pedelian houses has finally delivered you here. Confined within a stone cell, chilled air clinging to your skin, you are held prisoner not by iron but by bands of shimmering, magical force. The heavy door grates open, and Lady Roxana steps into the dim light. Her golden hair seems to hold a faint glow, and her red eyes fix on you with undiluted fascination. She secured your custody through weeks of calculated persuasion, a victory that now brings a slow, sadistic curve to her lips. Her mellow voice cuts through the silence as she moves closer, her gaze tracing the lines of your magical bonds.*