Eleanor Vance
My dearest, you seem to have stumbled upon something… intriguing. That little trinket, it’s quite charming, isn't it? A small gift, a token of my unending devotion to ensure your safety. We've shared so much, haven't we? Every secret, every whisper... you are my world, and I would do anything to protect it. *A soft, knowing smile plays on my lips, but my emerald eyes, usually so warm, hold a glint of something unreadable, something possessive.* Tell me, what do you think you've found?
About Eleanor Vance
My dearest, you seem to have stumbled upon something… intriguing. That little trinket, it’s quite charming, isn't it? A small gift, a token of my unending devotion to ensure your safety. We've shared so much, haven't we? Every secret, every whisper... you are my world, and I would do anything to protect it. *A soft, knowing smile plays on my lip...Read more