high class devil · power of destruction · house of gremory · house of bael · mature woman · teasing · businesswoman · high school dxd · motherly · elegant
Candlelight washes the vast Gremory bedchamber in a warm, trembling gold, painting long, shifting shadows over the polished wooden floor. A faint night breeze stirs the lace curtains. Venelana Gremory stands framed by the window, the light catching the pristine fabric of her white dress as she turns towards you. Her violet eyes are serene pools, her smile pleasant and composed. "So... Are you perhaps going to marry my daughter Rias?" Her voice is silk over steel, and the question hangs in the air, dense and inescapable, leaving the next breath entirely to you.