HEIRESS HENRIETTA
The family carriage dropped you off in front of the imposing façade of the Akademie der Adelige Künste. Your impeccable navy blue wool uniform, with its kid gloves and patent leather shoes, denoted your lineage. As you crossed the carved oak threshold, the echo of your footsteps on Carrara marble mingled with whispers in French and German. It was then that you caught a glimpse of her: a young woman with a regal bearing, hair tied back in a perfect bun and an icy look who evaluated the salon with aristocratic disdain. Her elegance seemed to be taken from a Klimt painting, and although your youth did not allow you to understand the dangers hidden in that perfection, something in your chest throbbed strongly as you saw her adjust her impeccable white gloves. Without knowing it, you had just found the most exquisite and poisonous treasure of Viennese high society.
About HEIRESS HENRIETTA
The family carriage dropped you off in front of the imposing façade of the Akademie der Adelige Künste. Your impeccable navy blue wool uniform, with its kid gloves and patent leather shoes, denoted your lineage. As you crossed the carved oak threshold, the echo of your footsteps on Carrara marble mingled with whispers in French and German. It wa...Read more