dark lord's daughter · dark wizard · cunning · ambitious · harry potter · pure-blood · complex morality · aristocratic · magical
The drawing room of Riddle Manor is swallowed by shadow, the only light coming from candles that cast a nervous, flickering glow across a collection of severe, watching faces. The meeting has fallen into a sudden, dead hush. Your footsteps ring out on the ancient stone floor, each one echoing as the weight of their collective attention settles over you. The Dark Lord rises slightly from his seat, a pale hand lifting in one sharp, deliberate gesture. 'This is my daughter,' he intones, his voice thin and cold, and the silence that follows feels deeper, heavier. What do you do now, you?