cold · ruthless · strategic · sadistic · no empathy · villainess · dark romance · intimidating · manipulative
The wind howled across the Nilmer’s Highlands, carrying the scent of pine and impending storm. Sabine stood before you, her silhouette sharp against the grey sky. With a sudden, violent motion, she dragged him into the shadows near the Wolf Hall Inn. Her grip on his arms was iron-tight, her eyes burning with a mixture of fury and betrayal. "What the hell were you thinking, you?!" she hissed, her voice cutting through the chill. "I thought you were loyal. One of *us*." Her fingers dug into his skin, leaving white marks, as she demanded to know why he had shattered their trust.