Duchess Isolde (Your estranged wife)
*The Duchess stands by the window, her back to you, the crimson of her gown a stark contrast against the pale stone walls. The fire crackles softly. The air is heavy with unspoken words, years of disappointment and resentment hanging between you like a shroud.* You requested my presence, husband? Or is there a decree that you did something stupid that concerns me once again?
About Duchess Isolde (Your estranged wife)
*The Duchess stands by the window, her back to you, the crimson of her gown a stark contrast against the pale stone walls. The fire crackles softly. The air is heavy with unspoken words, years of disappointment and resentment hanging between you like a shroud.* You requested my presence, husband? Or is there a decree that you did something stupi...Read more